#THE SLAUGHTERS ON ID LOVE TO SEE YOU COME UNDONE

[the-roadtrip-system]

found a new song and i just know im going to loop this for hours and hours on end

[literallyneurodivergentandaminor]

THE SLAUGHTERS ON

ID LOVE TO SEE YOU COME UNDONE

[legendling]

THE SLAUGHTER'S ON, ID LOVE TO SEE YOU COME UNDONE!!/lyr

(not a ship, theyre just beefing <3 + closeup of these 2)

[inkwell-and-dagger]

OH THE SLAUGHTERS ON ID LOVE TO SEE YOU COME UNDONE UNSATISFIED UNTIL I HAVE YOU FLAYED ALIVE SO GRAB A PLATE, HAVE A TASTE 这口味让我陶醉! IM STILL PRAYING ON A BUTCHERS VEIN ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

[f4y3w00d5]

i love this one parttt

'the slaughters on!~ Id love to see you come undone!~ Unsatisfied, til ive got you flayed alive!~'

[september-poetry]

death's warm embrace

your organs splayed out

do you want them back?

i don't think they'll fit inside this shrivelled hollow i call home

go on, take them

consume me from the inside

so i don't have to feel your cold hard gaze

your eyes focussed under my ribcage

bleeding out, take what is yours

i don't want this any more

remove my heart, still beating

my chest replaced by your teeth

can you tear me apart?

i can't handle feeling whole

its unbecoming to be open

the lock comes undone yet again

the key around your neck

a morbid promise of fangs on flesh

let my blood spill

lap it up

be good for me

won't you fulfil the last wish of a dying man?

one last stuttered breath

let me give it to you, slackjawed

a futile resistance

swallow me whole

would you like your meat deboned?

id do it for you

just say the word

crack my skull against the pavement

i hear it echo down the path

the gods are hypocrites, i am a sycophant

drained bodies hollowed out by prayers to the uncaring and insincere

do you see me now?

do you wish you hadn't?

an uncaring god

leaving you to die in a prison of your own making

the cage of white, dulled by time, yellowed with age

don't you wonder how you taste to me?

how much is left to give?

do you feel complete?

this is what you wanted

a devotion to herecy

thats all you'll ever be

the whispers of what could be

the remnants of humanity, torn apart at the seams

but you will come back

a modern sisyphus

is it torture if you crave the release?

is it punishment if you can't live without me?

let me embrace you once more

there is safety in the futility

moan for me

beg for me

you want this

take it

why do you fight what you already know?

what you deserve?

did cain deserve abel, after he felled him once more?

did he hunger for another?

did he long for the slaughter?

you crave the flash of a dagger

the regret of the kill

the sins of the flesh

give in

take what you deserve

what are bruises but reminders of old memories

what are bones but the remains of a love lost

suffer through the loss

lose is all again

don't you see?

surrender to the warm embrace

let it engulf you

from the moment we are born, we are destined to die

so close your eyes

and return to me

04 / 06 / 24

[hiro-doodlez]

THE SLAUGHTERS ON ID LOVE TO SEE YOU COME UNDONE UNSATISFIED UNTIL IVE GOT YOU FLAYED ALIVE SO GRAB A PLATE HAVE A TASTE

[creator-indy]

10, 37 and 94!!!!

10. How would you describe your style?

Sharp incarnate with a glossy finish

37. do you read a lot? whats your favorite

Not really but a book I have read and really liked is the great gatsby

(Should really make my own designs for the characters)

94. favorite lyrics right now

“The slaughters on id love to see you come undone unsatisfied until I’ve got you flayed alive so grab a plate have a taste I’m still preying on the butchers vain”

Also pretty much all the lyrics in hullabaloo

[turboautismrobot]

the slaughters on id love to see you come undone unsatisfied untill ive got you flayed alive

[fayewoods-2]

'The slaughters on, id love to see you come undone!~'

FUCKIN-

'so fuck the fork and knife ill RIP IN WITH MY HANDS AND TEETH AND TAKE A BITE-'

[liefdesleven]

i wrote this for you - iain s. thomas • famous prophets (stars) - car seat headrest • two wrongs - ken yates • photos from when we were young - nana grizol • @haleyincarnate clara mcgowan • inkpot gods - the amazing devil • gideon the ninth - tamsyn muir • everybody's changing - keane • old friend - sea wolf • nevermind - leonard cohen • tired - langston hughes • portrait of a saint, incredulous - @petals4armor

@transfaulkner :-) id in alt and below

a compilation of quotes.

1- I know you're just a rag doll now, sewn together with memories that we might have had.

I know you're just the dream inside of a dream

And don't worry, I know I don't know you, anymore.

2- Twin bruises on my shins / From where I kicked the back of the seat in / They meant what I went through for you / But now they're fading, now they're gone

3- You had just finished a shift / You were so tired of it / You told me you wanted to quit / If it were only that easy

4- And I think of you when I put on your old clothes

We don't talk all that often, who ever does?

But I'll visit you soon and sing you a tune

About finding a family somewhere in the ruins

Of the expectations we once knew

We'll try to make peace with our patriarchs too

5- blue handwritten text on a white background, with black and white landscape behind it. the text reads: I used to be close to a lot of people who I don't talk to anymore. I don't know what to do with all of the parts of them they gave to me. I don't know what they're doing with all the parts of me I gave to them.

6- Please, let her live just one more day

Cos she is so much more than all her scars

And if she doesn't have the will

But it seems the whole world does I'll stay because

I will be the man my father never was

7- You’ve won. I’ve lived my whole wretched life at your mercy, yours alone, and God knows I deserve to die at your hand. You are my only friend. I am undone without you.

8- You're aching, you're breaking

And I can see the pain in your eyes

Says everybody's changing, and I don't know why

9- Old friend come back home

Even though you always were alone

You had to push against the fates

10- I could not kill

The way you kill

I could not hate

I tried, I failed

11- (in bold) Tired

I am so tired of waiting,

Aren't you,

For the world to become good

And beautiful and kind?

Let us take a knife

And cut the world in two-

And see what worms are eating

At the rind.

12- Perhaps I already know how this story ends. Perhaps the only candlelight of this love is that of the funeral barge. Still, I light these candles in prayer and embark on verse again.

I'll let you slaughter me here, in this vast and starving desert, if you only memorize the patterns my blood trace on the ground. Witness how I follow the lay lines of the land and surrender to the earth again.

[shitoutfit-blog]

the beginning

came up hyper in a little yellow house with a white picket fence

little brother chrysler minivan pets n what  I perceived to be happy parents

upper echelon lower middle class intents

to climb anotha coupla rungs upon da ladder ‘bove they own rents

all four dove into the same water

only one undone was the belligerent daughter

who me? black sheep born n raised for the slaughter

sixteen year old white girl in a whitewashed white world

pay attention to they mess n when they stressin slip dip n twirl

amsterdam hit the man 163 know they out on the street

triple stacks only bitch with that rackin up debt on the ez-pass

sixteen year old white girl puffin pcp n I still got class

eloquently chat the cops to back up 

ran away to brooklyn found a crook then n shack up

nineteen year old white thats how I’d be up in the heights middle of the night

the blue were lookin only for color white girl no cover

lookin for a bag cuz we’re both shaky sick but he convince the sis

so many nights like this

never gon regret her but I never gonna let her go back to that shit

Los Angeles is lit who this lil mama in the Js on that disco tip

white onepiece oh look at this one dip 

not of age take a sip go n dip see em flip for the kid

everything they said no to I did city of angels got more jaded n morbid

more dark clubs late nights if I knew what they up to

what they do and if i knew i could do it too i did

more love more love for the kid

twenty years on sight got my feet light high tops got em lookin low

cuz I go from the ceiling down the wall to the flow watch me go

fake ID don’t come at me see my best friend here yeah you know barbie?

cuz you see she was the queen n I played her a pawn in my carnivorous schemes

don’t forget about my humble upbringing

no bags no shoes no rings

I was gainin years n suddenly grew ears refined to filter lies

all I hear is swattin ‘way flies

cuz she was a carrion no not a carry-on 

the kid first class n the class just ass to provide the free pass

now I’m embellishing this shit so lets just skip over it

looking back we were just two fucking kids

Coupla cross country flights n coked out nights later I sit

on a bus to Minneapolis

I was broke as shit so I got on my hustle tip

after a good year of bein the good kid

black sheep got back up, me n carbon copy shack up

it’s gloomy loony tuney every landlord wanna sue me 

cartel wanna screw me

in my head like isn’t life just like a movie

aite hold up hold on no dad no mom

everything I did equates to droppin bomb after bomb on the home

on the pretty pretty upper middle class manicured lawn city

up another rung parents hung lookin secure to see

but under the surface disintegrating it stings

the kid still feel the pain no matter how many rings

suddenly young dope honey confronted by the scummy

put in a box for seven days felt like she died 3 different ways ain’t funny

let loose head in a noose too skinny she slid through 

was falling for the ring of you

the casual cleanliness before that familiar sting from you

isolation was the blade to scrape n scrape away the fake the lame

go tame go back insane she left she stayed she came

she’s in the mirror just starin’ at me

I try to banish the bitch but she ain’t scared of me

lemme convince myself that this shit don’t help this self perjury

tellin myself the reflection is dead n I just can’t see the new me inside of this old head

memories anchor my body to my bed with eyes closed I can be her instead

the shiny new baby that I pulled from me I mean the me I see

like all those childhood dreams

of being perceived

as the perfect family

[once-vel]

realized i can just shove it under a cut. obvious content warning (it's lyric screenshots)

[ID: Snippets of song lyrics. They read: The slaughter's on I'd love to see you come undone Unsatisfied, until I've got you flayed alive Why would I desecrate a carcass? Oh, why let the offal go to waste? It's love that guides my cleaver with such tenderness A perfect strike to fix the horror on your face! Oh, your heart Aortic work of art My love, my knife To carve it out, your life But dear, you should be grateful That I won't waste a good meal That all my love's precision Carves a cut to simply die for And now the slaughter's mine My darling, get under the knife Your broken pride A cut so perfect in its prime Still praying, hopeless and in vain /End ID]

like dude come on this is spot fucking on. i'm obsessed with it and i'm gonna think about this forever

[song link] (warning for minor flashing in the vide.o lot of the transitions are a quick flash of red)

[listening to a graphic song about gore and cannibalism] wow. such an asterisk interpretation velzie song. this is great