Luyện nghe bài hát Fæces Of Death

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

flesh I peruse
Your vacuous form is devoid of all
in motions
As yet another stiff goes under the
in the fluids of the dead
Mucous, blood, and pus
Your a quagmire of maturating chyme
With and soaps your innards I flush

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

Incruental - exsanguinated
Intubated - a is thrust
- with offal you'll erupt
Your carcass corrupt
Despumated - ribcage is swabbed
- in solidifying globs
Devenustated - you've lost all charm
In my hands you will surely come to harm

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

Inundated 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 fetor is inhaled with a thrill (I protest)
The bouquet matures in my lungs

Exspiscating - my work take
Exundated - the sutures proceed to
- the contents are purged
Flesh and fces are

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

Embalmed septic mung

Capillaries choked dung
A piss poor excuse for an open casket
is sunken in
My fetid breath is laced gin
Your cadaver on for the bereaved to mull