Visions of Disfigurement - Decrepit Expatriation

Flesh flaying from your bones. Dripping from every pour. Uncontrollable outburst of hideous decay. Spewing your insides as this parasite contorts you. You're soon to be for the boneyard. Oozing bile, your bodies shutting down as your mind reaches for the ground pain is all you're knowing. You'll be left for dead once this parasite destroys you, you're breaking down before my eyes. I'm so relieved you're rotting. Putrid being, your body's finally mine. No one to tell me no. To use for my own personal pleasure, you will live out my filthy habits. There's nothing you can do. Your lifeless body is my blank canvas. Decomposing in my hands. The Worst pain of all, my puppet is no more. Time to find a new body to infest. My life long goal is complete, my satisfaction is deceased.