Mutilated, Collected And Pressed

Mutilated limbs, crawling human trunks One on the other in a pool of blood and feces Agonizing in the hope of surviving They eat each other blindly Demons look and laugh at the havoc They scream with joy urinating on the victims They emit monstrous lines of mockery Occasionally they pierce random victims And when they have enough, they press a button The walls of the pool close, the victims scream Slowly pressed against each other