Digging in the dirt Frothing at the mouth I slurp Drool cascading down with anticipation Corpse for my toy I'll burst with joy Daydreams of maggots's crunch and bugs nibbling at me Frantically trying to break open this casket and set my Urges free But in horror I stare at this poor sap It's too decomposed to rape My life is at stake! The skull disintegrates Carcass crumbles from my touch A tear runs down my cheek As I gaze up at the blue moon I go home depressed and all alone My urges on this day are postponed Because it was too decomposed to rapeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
