Flames Of Hell

Chaos With

I was going for help

At the moment of inspiration

A new kind of necrophilia

Self photography..



I looked over the accident

Your face bashed against the windshield

Blood everywhere



It was so hot



I peeled your head from the glass, then went off to get the camera



It was so hot



I shoved my fat ass between your chest and the steering wheel

Ran my tongue over your bruised and bleeding cheek



It was so hot



I can't say what else I did because there's a such thing as censorship



Fuck politics