Letra de Night soil de Impaled
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Letra de NIGHT SOIL de IMPALED.
( Impaled )
A new coproph-age, by pedung I am plagued
Inhaling the flatulence with which I am rife
Soon to be undone by my own dung
The first day of the rest of my life
Swimming in refuse and imbibing the cess
Overwhelmed by sewage and sickly excess
Nostrils rebuked by an olfactory assault
Alveoli and ordure forcefully gestalt
Uvula encrusted with night-soil
Crepitous taste
Treading stool, exhausted by the toil
Trachea burdened with occidentals
To the brim with waste
My sphincter has proven wholly detrimental
A new coproph-age, by pedung I am plagued
Inhaling the flatulence with which I am rife
I find I am undone by my own dung
The last day of the rest of my life
Unable to endure excreta and manure
Trapped in this toilet
Can longer withstand my bowel remnants
Mouth is full of shit
(solo: "My Bowl Runneth Over..." by L.d. Muerte)
Drowning in post-intestinal sludge
Receiving my just desserts in rectal fudge
Serendipitously succumb to the vast amounts of bung
The turds on the tip of my tongue
Fæces slither down my oesophageal tract
Left in extremis, I´m resigned to the fact
Offspring of my arse, liquescent bloody shites
Inhumed in my own dreck, a human coprolite
Inhaling the flatulence with which I am rife
Soon to be undone by my own dung
The first day of the rest of my life
Swimming in refuse and imbibing the cess
Overwhelmed by sewage and sickly excess
Nostrils rebuked by an olfactory assault
Alveoli and ordure forcefully gestalt
Uvula encrusted with night-soil
Crepitous taste
Treading stool, exhausted by the toil
Trachea burdened with occidentals
To the brim with waste
My sphincter has proven wholly detrimental
A new coproph-age, by pedung I am plagued
Inhaling the flatulence with which I am rife
I find I am undone by my own dung
The last day of the rest of my life
Unable to endure excreta and manure
Trapped in this toilet
Can longer withstand my bowel remnants
Mouth is full of shit
(solo: "My Bowl Runneth Over..." by L.d. Muerte)
Drowning in post-intestinal sludge
Receiving my just desserts in rectal fudge
Serendipitously succumb to the vast amounts of bung
The turds on the tip of my tongue
Fæces slither down my oesophageal tract
Left in extremis, I´m resigned to the fact
Offspring of my arse, liquescent bloody shites
Inhumed in my own dreck, a human coprolite
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