Luyện nghe bài hát Fæces Of Death

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

Desiccated I peruse
vacuous form is devoid of all life
Poetry in
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 innards I flush

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

Incruental - exsanguinated
Intubated - a is thrust
ncarnadine - with offal you'll
Your I'll corrupt
Despumated - your is swabbed
Detumescence - in solidifying
Devenustated - lost all your charm
In my incapable you will surely come to harm

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

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

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

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

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

Embalmed with septic

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