Incubus

The room was red
Blood of children
Blood of one
One seriously fucked up Scot
What was the reason?
No idea
Did he wake up and say
"let's go get laid
let's go get haggis
let's go kill some bairns
let go blow our brains out"

His brains ooze through the hole
Just behind where his ear used to be
Flies enjoy the feast
Fresh laid maggots
Dream of the feast to come

His life wasn't a complete waste
Even maggots gotta eat

© 1996, Mosquitobyte