Hypogastric combustion by c-4 plastique

We have our ways to make you die
Your request for a pleasant death has been denied.

1, 000 degrees
Disintegration above the knees.

C-4 plastique, strapped to your chest
Detonation is imminent
A loud, unsightly death.

Jammed in your rectum
Duct-taped to your genitals
Detonation is imminent
Flesh is flammable.

Within the blackened soil of a human heart, awaits the bastard to be blown apart.

Unstable explosives lodged between your teeth
A pharyngeal depth charge - dissolve what lies beneath
Level zero trauma - deceased on impact
Volatile incendiary turns crimson insides black.

Obliterate all plexus

Packed hypogastria with plastique and dynamite
Appendages take flight
Detonate. Volatile. Discharge.
Epicenter. Relocate. Renovate.
All systems destroyed. Annihilate.
Phrenic, hepatic, renal, s*****.

A bursting collage of human anatomy
The structure dissolves in goreified calamity.

Jammed in your rectum
Duct-taped to your genitals
Detonation is imminent
All flesh is flammable.

Hypogastric combustion
Airborne pieces spread
Umbilical prolapse
Fragments - a crimson shade of red