Luyện nghe bài hát Fæces Of Death

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

Desiccated flesh I
Your vacuous is devoid of all life
Poetry in
As yet another stiff goes the knife
Soaked in the of the dead
Mucous, blood, and pus
Your a quagmire of maturating chyme
With and soaps your innards I flush

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Embalmed septic mung

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