Luyện nghe bài hát Fæces Of Death

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

Desiccated flesh I
Your vacuous form is of all life
in motions
As yet another stiff goes under the
Soaked in the fluids of the
Mucous, blood, and pus
Your abdomen a of maturating chyme
With and soaps your innards I flush

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

- exsanguinated husk
Intubated - a is thrust
ncarnadine - offal you'll erupt
carcass I'll corrupt
Despumated - your is swabbed
Detumescence - in globs
Devenustated - you've all your charm
In my incapable hands you will surely come to

Your evacuated torso is
soiled toilet tissue, balled into clumps
Diarrhea is imbued a smile
With my conspurcate concoction, your body I

Inundated now burst
In excreta, immersed
Your is awash in disease
I'm alone in the morgue, I do as I please

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

Exspiscating - my work take
- the sutures proceed to break
Exspuition - the are purged
and fces are merged

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

Embalmed with septic

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