Gastric Gurgling of God piosenki

you make a mean supper baby now its time to turn it up a notch the main course will be organs and dessert will be raw flesh boil my spleen it will be the best meal that you've ever eaten 

lots of funky music with the sound of dissolving having fun and dancing with the gastric infusion take a bowel movement with help from your intestines slosh around the juices that reside in your stomach i like thee i love thee i need thee borbor...

glass cases filled with hard, throbbing erections small, flaccid penises align my walls cold, loose vaginas sewn into a blanket which matches nicely with my asshole socks and shawl distasteful display of genital ornaments mutilated breasts hanging...

crumple soiled trousers and force them in your mouth place tape around your head. restrain the mucous and vomit with sulfuric acid, cover the bruised body watch the decaying flesh as it urns pastey, mushy, and very slushy bubbling yellow as they bell...

hair falling out as your fingernails decay your organs are rotting. they leak from your anus pus covers everything you are the god of stink undergo putrefaction 

i am ungodly dry i cannot quench my thirst i think i need a bit of your succulent mucous now open your mouth up wide so i can procure a taste dont mind the pinch, im taking saliva through siphoning straight from the mucous membrane that really...

a mass of broken concrete lined with jagged edges connecting with your forehead collapsing your skull brain is slightly oozing your body tumbles down convulsing in liquids writhe in tepid fluid