Luyện nghe bài hát Fæces Of Death

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

flesh I peruse
Your form is devoid of all life
Poetry in
As yet another stiff goes under the
in the fluids of the dead
Mucous, blood, and pus
Your abdomen a quagmire of chyme
With preservatives and soaps your I flush

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

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

Your evacuated is stuffed
soiled toilet tissue, balled into clumps
Diarrhea is imbued with a
my conspurcate concoction, your body I defile

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

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

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

"Full of Shit" by S.C. McGrath]

Embalmed with mung

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