Severe Torture
Misanthropic Carnage

SEVERE TORTURE “Misanthropic carnage”
There was no more space for the Black seasons... as time went by, I felt that well-known sensation grow within me... it wasn't hunger, it was more of a craving for something Brutal...

And since we're talking about Brutal stuff, it wasn't Ambrogio popping out of a Rolls Royce, but the postman on the yellow bicycle from the Italian Postal Service (maybe the postman's name is Ambrogio too, but I don't think a Brutal person should care, so I won’t). It's been a few days since I started feeling the urge to listen to something Brutal, and my need is becoming stronger: today the eviction notice from the landlord arrived, but my mom (who is very Brutal) doesn’t want to hear about it and tears it up in front of my eyes. Even if this might be a bit too Thrash, I let myself go in a violent headbanging when suddenly the doorbell rings. I don't ask who it is, as I already know who the only person capable of interrupting such a Brutal moment is: the diligent postal worker.

Furious, I brandish the LIDL bag, determined to end it and suffocate him once and for all. But before I can bag him, he hands me a package labeled “Heavy Torture - Misanthropic Massacre”: no doubts, this is a Brutal CD! I unwrap it and on the cover... it's me killing the postman! No, maybe not, but it would be better if I ended him anyway… But then I think that I am holding in my hands a masterpiece of Brutal, a disc that competes with Cannibal Corpse, Morbid Angel, and Deicide... to hell with Ambrogio, I mean, the postman!
I want to listen to the Heavy Torture CD, “Misanthropic Massacre.”

I go upstairs and immediately mom humiliates my Heavy Torture with a very, very Brutal act... she burns my Malicious Creation t-shirt with the iron... as Brutal as Misanthropic Massacre is, it will never be as Brutal as mom... anyway, I put on the disc and am hit by a barrage of Brutal sounds: the impulse to do something Brutal is too strong. I grab the insecticide and start spraying it around the house; last night I woke up because I had a cockroach walking on my face, and as Brutal as that may be, killing something Brutal, like a cockroach, is always much more Brutal. The can starts to empty and there isn’t a trace of cockroaches...but the air is starting to get heavy, almost like the notes of Heavy Torture, and breathing becomes difficult. It's nice to see my sister gasping for air near the toilet and my father (who is unemployed because having a job is absolutely not Brutal) gurgling while watching “Cooking Show”… he doesn’t cook anyway! But mom is immune to insecticide, maybe because Baygon isn't Brutal enough... so she throws a can of tuna at me... to knock her out, I should have used Raid! But now there’s no time to go buy Raid… this CD is too brutal and I have to do something equally Brutal… for example, slaughter someone with a paintbrush handle… I opt for the milkman because he no longer gives us credit since dad lost his job, and I loved gorgonzola since it's moldy and very Brutal.

I head to his shop wielding my weapon when suddenly Licio Gelli appears in front of me (who, between us, is almost more Brutal than mom). He tells me that dad can get his job back if he joins his “union,” and that it’s not worth killing the milkman. I'm not convinced, but when he proposes planting a bomb at the Porta Nuova Station, my eyes light up: Licio sure is Brutal!!! Now it's been two days that, between songs of “Misanthropic Massacre,” I meet Licio: I don't know why, but he said he doesn’t want to hear from me on the phone, maybe they've cut his wires like they did to mom that time she didn’t pay the bill because dad spent 4000 Euros on porn sites (damn, my parents are so Brutal)... Licio gave me the station's plans and said that if I do what he says, I could witness a very Brutal show, like seeing severed heads and limbs and mangled bodies. He then told me that if the police ask if I've met him, I must say no, and I will obey because I'd do anything to see a Brutal show!

But until then, I won't have anything more Brutal to do than listen to Heavy Torture… who knows if Licio has contacted them too…