Nyia piosenki

I'll screw and eat your naked corpse i'll puke into livid half open lips hands soaked in blood i'll dry with white hair the beating heart dirty fist into throat i'll spit sperm into cold dead body bringing it to life with blasphemy 

Behind the god, the father, the holy spirit behind the son and mother i stand with a knife i know you're waiting till i have you rot suffering, like flock following god the father, god the son, god the holy spirit amen 

Everything is a dream events a body solitude the power of unity of things in infinity of a moment of life everything in nothingness in free thought flows and creats the shape of thinking 

Foul adder between thighs you'll feed sacredness with humility life'll run with blood for salvation like a whore her body you'll sell your soul 

Why not finish when i want proud and strong to walk away with my head held high watching life flow onto the stones 

Heads of the insane to prove the ruin of a notion most sublime fall into a mud of ginger pulp where disgrace blesses them 

Blasphemy flows onto lips with phlegm spitting sperm into adder's nests virgin's scream - torn wombs nothing can stop procreation unless the foetus stiffled by the navel - string 

Only what's mine is true false that which owns me perfection's empty it's a life in unfulfilment in the name of god the father god the son god, the holy spirit amen 

Over the boundless multitude in time with pulp rotting and rebellious over the ceaseless dying eternity breaks off its cry 

Pails of blood under your white feet lying prostrate on your way with my face in sticky mash till the heart leaps out through the throat waiting whining maybe you'll look 

With a river of blood sweat piles of flesh tangled with hair in grief and wrath in a momentary eclipse of intoxicated soul run into the world's throat 

Wherever you'll be it'll be inside you into the blood the spit the heart into the raw body with the same hammer to that cross from which jesus has fled long ago