Crusher

Vicious twisting grates of steel together, fluid pouring from the holes,
serrated
Watching from the side, not stomaching the torment of the living
My greatest yet, a violent squelching sight
And soon you’re next
Cutting off the fingers, pulling out the ligaments, deep into the flesh now
Drilling through the eyelids, removing all the pieces, deep into the flesh now
Operating, salivating, savouring the suffering, yes the beauty I’m creating