Tapitoo: bullets bite into flesh very nicely

Delicious is the blood which flows abounding,
from which the departed takes his last swagger.
lead is another ingenious invention mixed with red,
silver and tint, but mostly tint.
its a beautiful game,
when life is played to its last breath.
the soul is no more lingering in its heathen capsule,
the swelling of a purgatory, but a boon to the body.
there be no more suffering for one in hell,
and to that we toast the happy ever after ending.

a blessing that one cannot feel no pain,
life always accentuates pain.
feel the pain,
it is nice, no?
but when one loses the very basis of this sensation,
one does feel a need to pain.
to pain becomes a grand occasion, really.
something that one can actually look to crave for.
to break is another.
bullets bite into flesh very nicely, wouldn't you agree?
a small metal canister rotating several thousand rotations per minute.
spinning, spinning and never diverging.
the hungry devils are never satisfied with just flesh,
slowly as they finish their dinner in hundreds of a second,
upon the wall they begin to feast.
till at last their inhibitions curbed,
and their hunger pangs lay fulfilled in insignificant niche made in history.

pain is something delicious, like the sound of a bullet driving into flesh
with the blood slowly seeping from dark red crevase in your chest.
one knows it has penetrated ones lung, as gasping always follows the rushing fluid.
there is a sudden surge of shock,
as the body slowly realizes that it has a tunnel through its abdominal region.
the shell strains to recover,
strains and struggles.
yes, the sensation is back.
to know how to live,
to feel pain.
oh yes, the pain!

Records the forensic team, "a slow and painful death by suicide as the fingerprints on the gun are his and his alone. judging from the tense facial muscles in their current position, he died trying to smile. the single bullet fired was clearly placed and fired at such an angle so as to penetrate both the lungs and the liver at the same time. the bullet caused a massive haemorrage as it entered the liver and released contaminated blood into and out of the body. the victim died slowly of asphyxiation as the lungs slowly shut down sector by sector. but as to why the unusual way of firing off a bullett horizontally in the lower torso, is quite unexplanable. It is as though he was trying to prolong the experience of death. To feel pain."