Hacking and slashing I endeavor to make the choicest cuts Exsecting the posterior and I'll have secured the gluteus maximus Spanked, slapped and striped to tenderize as I ignite the gas I slaver over my uncooked fare, lusting for a piece of ass...
My instruments of hell will rend your mortal shell On human viscera and meat I dine tonight With my cleaver, knife and blades your rear quarters are flayed I'll take it out of your hide...
Exsiccated skin blisters over scorched flesh, cheeks buckle in the heat Marinated with liquid to acquire the flavor, a gravy tender and sweet Roasted fibers and tendons seduce me with an aromatic whiff Setting my place to accept a succulent dish, buttocks I culled from a stiff...
My instruments of hell will rend your mortal shell The tantalizing victuals beyond compare With my cleaver, knife and blades your rear quarters are splayed I eat your derriere...
With fevered anticipation, I pulverize steaming booty in my gaping maw The pungent tang of the boys sweet fat ass leaves me in a state of awe Incising muscle, contractile tissue, ingestion of human flesh Of all anatomical sustenance, the hind quarters taste the best...
With my instruments of hell I rent your mortal shell The feast of dribbling gore was sublime With my cleaver knife and blades your rear quarters were filleted Your fucking ass is mine...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
