Luyện nghe bài hát Night Soil

music - Leon del
- Ross Sewage

A new coproph-age, by pedung I am
Inhaling the with which I am rife
to be undone by my own dung
The day of the rest of my life

Swimming in refuse and the cess
Overwhelmed by sewage and sickly
rebuked by an olfactory assault
Alveoli and forcefully gestalt

Uvula with night-soil
Crepitous
Treading stool, by the toil
Trachea burdened with
To the brim with
My sphincter has wholly detrimental

A new coproph-age, by pedung I am
Inhaling the flatulence which I am rife
I find I am by my own dung
The last day of the of my life

to endure excreta and manure
Trapped in toilet
Can longer withstand my remnants
Mouth is of shit

(solo: "My Runneth Over..." by L.d. Muerte)

in post-intestinal sludge
Receiving my just desserts in rectal
Serendipitously succumb to the amounts of bung
The turds on the tip of my

Fces slither down my tract
in extremis, I'm resigned to the fact
Offspring of my arse, liquescent shites
Inhumed in my own dreck, a coprolite