Luyện nghe bài hát Night Soil

music - del Muerte
lyrics - Sewage

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

in refuse and imbibing the cess
Overwhelmed by sewage and excess
rebuked by an olfactory assault
Alveoli and ordure gestalt

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

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

Unable to endure excreta and
Trapped in toilet
Can withstand my bowel remnants
is full of shit

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

in post-intestinal sludge
Receiving my just in rectal fudge
succumb to the vast amounts of bung
The on the tip of my tongue

slither down my oesophageal tract
Left in extremis, I'm to the fact
Offspring of my arse, liquescent bloody
Inhumed in my own dreck, a human