Luyện nghe bài hát Fæces Of Death

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

Desiccated flesh I
Your form is devoid of all life
in motions
As yet another stiff goes under the
Soaked in the of the dead
Mucous, blood, and pus
Your a quagmire of maturating chyme
With preservatives and soaps your innards I

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

Incruental - husk
Intubated - a trocar is
- with offal you'll erupt
Your I'll corrupt
Despumated - your is swabbed
Detumescence - in globs
Devenustated - you've lost all charm
In my hands you will surely come to harm

evacuated torso is stuffed
With toilet tissue, balled into clumps
is imbued with a smile
With my conspurcate concoction, your I defile

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

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

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

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

Embalmed with mung

Capillaries with dung
A piss poor for an open casket funeral
is sunken in
My breath is laced with gin
Your cadaver on display for the bereaved to