Luyện nghe bài hát Night Soil

music - del Muerte
- Ross Sewage

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

Swimming in and imbibing the cess
Overwhelmed by sewage and excess
Nostrils rebuked by an assault
Alveoli and ordure forcefully

Uvula encrusted with
Crepitous
stool, exhausted by the toil
Trachea with occidentals
To the with 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 of my life

Unable to excreta and manure
Trapped in this
Can longer withstand my bowel
Mouth is full of

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

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

Fces slither down my oesophageal
Left in extremis, I'm resigned to the
of my arse, liquescent bloody shites
Inhumed in my own dreck, a coprolite