Blunt Force Embludgeonment

Knuckles covered red Not from me but from your head Beating through to smash and pound Through your face into the ground Clenching fist, bone and spit Nothing left to recognize Pulpy mass no longer man Face bones beat to fragments Smashing through your brain Cranial stew splatters I've reached the back of the skull Intensely I keep on beating Back of the skull softens Knuckles splintered with fragments As I beat this hole in your face Smashed and splattered facial matter Through your face and past the wrist Back of skull begins to shatter Head impaled with my fist Tourn your brian into batter With technique I punch and twist Warm and oozing facial platter Now your life has been diminished Punch a hole clear through your head Smash my fist into concrete Pulpons mass of skull and brain Break my knuckles on the street Finish the job With a cinder block Swing the brick over my head Just consuring that you're dead Holowed face is now smashed flat Laughing as I hear it splat I almost left one of the cars Stromp the gristle, drag and smear Body intact, face just mess Crushed your face with such finesse