My hands clasped tight, saliva spills
From my mouth down to the pavement
Sitting alone I see the girls
In uniforms walking to schoolRising to my feet now to get a better view
Tiny pre-pube tits blazoned with the word of god
Tight little asses aching for my cock
These christian bitches will never survive my wrathClasses have begun, I must find them
Traversing through the field I search
And I find the bitch I must fuck
Tearing at her tattered clothingThey say that jesus saves, apparently not her
As i pierce her flesh with the cross dangling on her neck
Whittling away at her breast until it's gone
She dies from the shock, I fall in love with herWearing the cross where jesus died, ironic to say the least
My instrument of death is the same as another bastard liarMolest innocent children lunatic bastardGazing into her eyes, the light gleams
Reflecting in shades of color I can't imagine
Feeling her tender limp body preesed firmly
Weeping at the beauty of her lost innocence
Devouring the last of her ovaries
A tear drips from my eye lamenting the lossexhausted and broken, I lay next to my stiffened bride
Caressing her severed limbs and wishing she could die againThe beauty of her death is so very arousing
Grabbing her severed head and removing her eyes
Sliding my cock deeply into her skull
And I gaze fondly into her beautiful eyes