It started, with the life form dwelling itself into your colon From which, it nested itself into your putrid body All of which your mind is knowing you’ve been taken by this demon But you, know that it’s only due to your fucking habits. Sitting, on a thousand different pussing cocks You know, there’s not much left to do But you, cant resist the throbbing feeling That you love inside your filthy decomposing cunt
All of your body has just become a living subject Of your twisted soul, until it’s nothing left but Filth 6 feet underneath the ground That I masturbate on top of just to fucking spite You
Loathing, festering with hate Gaped and spat in (breeeeeeeeee)
This rate the infection grows so strong that you can barely move Right now you’re feeling helpless just the way I like my women Lying there so defenseless, legs wide open for your master Immobilized, so they cant stop a thing I do
Writhing for the day, this creature leaves your bowels Nothing left but the withered rotting corpse You’re nothing but only for the junk pile now Leaving us your body to only molest
All of your body has just become a living subject Of your twisted soul, until it’s nothing left but Filth 6 feet underneath the ground That I masturbate on top of just to fucking spite YouTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
