Luyện nghe bài hát Night Soil

music - del Muerte
- Ross Sewage

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

Swimming in refuse and the cess
Overwhelmed by sewage and excess
rebuked by an olfactory assault
Alveoli and ordure forcefully

Uvula with night-soil
Crepitous
stool, exhausted by the toil
Trachea burdened with
To the with waste
My sphincter has proven detrimental

A new coproph-age, by pedung I am
Inhaling the 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 this
Can longer my bowel remnants
is full of shit

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

Drowning in sludge
Receiving my just desserts in fudge
Serendipitously succumb to the amounts of bung
The on the tip of my tongue

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