Cult of the Dead Cow 007

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· 5 years ago

  

 
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                                   SLOW DEATH  

                                  by  Swamp Rat 

                      >>> A CULT Publication......1986 <<< 
                        -cDc- CULT OF THE DEAD COW -cDc- 
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Imagine if you will... 

  Creeping death, starting at your ears...they ring...and feel numb and then 
fall off like you've got leprosy...you start to bleed from your ear sockets... 
something unseen starts beating your nose into a pulp...then your teeth fall 
out...one by one..gum disease sets in...it spreads...your jaw rots and falls 
off...your shoulders get a 3rd degree sunburn...they peel...your fingers tingle 
...fingernails turn black...hands turn black...arthritis sets in...can't move 
 hands... belly button itches...can't move hands to scratch...leech crawls into 
belly button and starts sucking blood...lice inhabit your pubic hair...a large 
rat starts eating away your dead genitals parts...incredible, delicious pain... 
you still haven't died, lusting for death to take you away...hair on legs falls 
out...toenails are ingrown...big toe starts bleeding and the toenail cuts in so 
deep that it starts splitting your toe...you would scream in agony but your  
tongue has rotted away...athletes foot occurs...you pray to end the torture, 
but you aren't finished yet...your hip dislocates on its own...kneecaps are 
shattered...an ambulance drives by slowly, the driver leans out and laughs at 
you...then drives off...small children play around your dying body...they throw 
pebbles at your decaying carcass...someone drops his Slurpee on your head, 
another relieves his bladder on you...they leave...laughing with disgusting 
playful joy as your private hell continues...the night comes...roaches crawl  
into your ears...you can feel them eat your eardrums out...a racoon nibbles on  
your toes...you feel the vibrations of a fast moving vehicle on the pavement 
 behind you, which you can't hear because of the roaches...a toad is crawling 
down your throat...suddenly, your skull is smashed and blood and bits of brain 
material is splatterd and streaked out all over the asphalt as a Z-28 doing 
110 finishes your slow death as all fades to black.  Final peace. 

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 (c)1986  cDc communcations  by Swamp Rat                             0/0/86-07 
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