A Morgue Filled With Rotting Corpses

Abrupt Decease

An Insitute Of Bloody Anatomy

Devastation In Mind Of Psychopathic Killer

I Feel Smell Of My Victim

Skin Torn Off Genitals

Take This Knife And Cut My Neck

The Limit Of A Virginal Weakness

The Pedophile's Odour

They Die For Nothing