VISCERA INTERLACED

A pulsating mass of veins, a morbid tapestry woven from tissues. Each fiber a testament to a life torn, now entangled in a macabre ballet. The stench of death hangs heavy, a cloying perfume that attacks the senses. A symphony of grunts echoes through the abyss, a chorus of agony and submission. Symphony of Cerebral Consumption The soundscape of