Squalid Thoughts

My mind is deranged at its culmination
Like an unhinged master of a sick art
Salvation is sought through retribution
Pumping vigorously in my heart

Thoughts of murder
Repugnance
Stink and every other putrid thing

Squalid thoughts, the art of horrific depiction
Squalid thoughts, the art of brutality

A damned mind with the appropriate tools
No need for quills to transcribe my brain
As the sharpened edge of a scalpel
Would be enough to perform the insane

Squalid thoughts, the art of the horrific depiction
Squalid thoughts, the art of obscenity

Envision etching the cornea of my victim
With blood as my ink
To recount my thoughts
To recount my squalid thoughts
Redeem my old self by all that is inhumane

Through the art of horrific depiction
Through the art of brutality
Through the art of obscenity
These squalid thoughts
Infect my mind!