My brain was seized by necrophagia An outbreak of bizarre urges beset my mind As I forced my entry into the pathology ward Antiseptic odor lured me into the morgue. I craved for a body in the state of decomposition I opened the stomach with frantic incisions A menu of reeking gastronomic pleasures Half-rotten guts burst under pressure.
Gastronomic pleasures Burst under pressure
I cum I cum
Then I dived into liquid Filled with amputated organs Devoured them insatiably Stumbled upon fetus containers
And trampled upon their feeble bodies
I fell in a trance and woke up later In the room between the rubbery wallsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.