Place of Skulls - Scalpel, Nuclear Death

A small child burning in a crib

I listen to it’s tender flesh burn

The screaming has already stopped

I stare at the smoldering corpse…

And now I remove the skull

To keep as my reward

I return to my crypt

And place it in my shrine

An old man drowning in a ditch

His lungs fill with water

I take pleasure in his death

I stare at his bloated corpse…

I cut off his head

And peel away the flesh

I return to my crypt

And place it in my shrine

Vacant skulls without life surround the coffin where I lie…

Reminders of the many lives I’ve taken from this world…

I pray to my master, Night, to keep my soul in evil faith…

As I die another death, I will await new life!

In a darkened crypt

His ancient corpse now rots

Oblivion has claimed his soul

He lies amidst the skulls…

The lord of another world

The abandoned vampire

His shrine remains forever

A place of skulls sunseen…