Luyện nghe bài hát Fæces Of Death

[music - McGrath and Leon del Muerte]
[lyrics - Sean

Desiccated I peruse
Your vacuous form is devoid of all
in motions
As yet another goes under the knife
Soaked in the fluids of the
Mucous, blood, and pus
Your abdomen a of maturating chyme
With preservatives and soaps your I flush

organs degenerate into foam
This unctuous melange is disgorged tureens
Down the drain, your wash away
A cold empty shell, the slate is clean

- exsanguinated husk
Intubated - a is thrust
ncarnadine - with offal you'll
Your carcass I'll
Despumated - your ribcage is
- in solidifying globs
Devenustated - you've all your charm
In my hands you will surely come to harm

Your evacuated is stuffed
With soiled toilet tissue, balled clumps
is imbued with a smile
With my conspurcate concoction, your body I

Inundated now burst
In festering excreta,
Your body is awash in
When I'm alone in the morgue, I do as I

Plugs of cotton soak up spills (you're quite a mess)
The rich, foamy lather of bungs
Your fetor is inhaled with a (I can't protest)
The bouquet matures in my lungs

Exspiscating - my work didn't
Exundated - the proceed to break
Exspuition - the contents are
and fces are merged

[solo: "Full of Shit" by S.C.

with septic mung

Capillaries choked with
A piss poor excuse for an open casket
Abdomen is in
My fetid breath is laced gin
Your cadaver on display for the bereaved to