Luyện nghe bài hát Fæces Of Death

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

Desiccated flesh I
Your vacuous form is devoid of all
in motions
As yet another stiff under the knife
Soaked in the of the dead
Mucous, blood, and pus
Your abdomen a quagmire of maturating
With and soaps your innards I flush

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

Incruental - exsanguinated
Intubated - a trocar is
ncarnadine - with offal erupt
Your carcass I'll
Despumated - your is swabbed
Detumescence - in globs
- you've lost all your charm
In my incapable hands you will come to harm

Your evacuated torso is
With soiled tissue, balled into clumps
Diarrhea is imbued with a
With my conspurcate concoction, body I defile

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

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

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

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

Embalmed with septic

Capillaries choked with
A poor excuse for an open casket funeral
is sunken in
My breath is laced with gin
cadaver on display for the bereaved to mull