Impaled - Night Soil Lyrics
music - Leon del Muertelyrics - Ross SewageA new coproph-age, by pedung I am plaguedInhaling the flatulence with which I am rifeSoon to be undone by my own dungThe first day of the rest of my lifeSwimming in refuse and imbibing the cessOverwhelmed by sewage and sickly excessNostrils rebuked by an olfactory assaultAlveoli and ordure forcefully gestaltUvula encrusted with night-soilCrepitous tasteTreading stool, exhausted by the toilTrachea burdened with occidentalsTo the brim with wasteMy sphincter has proven wholly detrimentalA new coproph-age, by pedung I am plaguedInhaling the flatulence with which I am rifeI find I am undone by my own dungThe last day of the rest of my lifeUnable to endure excreta and manureTrapped in this toiletCan longer withstand my bowel remnantsMouth is full of shit(solo: "My Bowl Runneth Over..." by L.d. Muerte)Drowning in post-intestinal sludgeReceiving my just desserts in rectal fudgeSerendipitously succumb to the vast amounts of bungThe turds on the tip of my tongueFces slither down my oesophageal tractLeft in extremis, I'm resigned to the factOffspring of my arse, liquescent bloody shitesInhumed in my own dreck, a human coprolite
