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butchers harem - ritualistic raping lyrics

(bushpig)
my hands are smothered with sh-t when i grip ya luscious t-ts
scat erotic slap m-ssaging with laxatives
my vein cattle d-ck drinks from ya colostomy bag
it’s fuel for my coprophagous d-cks , hard pr-ck
collect my s-m-n on ya vomit lanolips , take a l1ck
i squeeze ya fat -ss cheeks to dispense the transmitted ring fistulas
stuffed with the -ss ramming impetus
n the s-d-stic colonic irritates
my mutant pig c-ck tickles the bowels with venereal symptoms
the excretion of dining fingers in all inches
if the -n-l torturing implement i like to c-m my p-n-s
i arouse the phallic misdemeanours
v-g-n-l intercourse to play no -sses
injected by intravenous
slashing ya meats full of precious
submissions fulfilling my sickness than witches
it’s vicious like the weapon disfigures
i’ll plague ya t–th out annually or never grip a trigger
hands in the portions of pregnant sl-ts
guts n entrails unlike the finger
humiliation torment to ya life spent
i want the smell of putrefying wh0r- set
her rotten corpse backward is elegant
the cold v-g-n-l lips are delicate
i thurst sever than fornication and dismemberment
burns n engravings from the dead -n-l lips gaping
brutally sodomized , its ritualistic raping
of the di-sected mothers are waiting
aborted of 28 weeks gestation
evisceration of fetus
early malformations of human flesh remaining
f-ck selling black market organs
i keep them for my p-rn gore performance
m-st-rbated after being cut , the small portions
ya v-g-n- is my human toilet you need extreme caution
were combating my enlarging p-n-s distortions
the remaining fetus as i’m donating complaint butchered harem with orphans

(c-mblood)
miniaturist sliced [?] fetus [?] of beheaded toys
ya boys are tortured [?] from [?] chin in my pet
my little tiny wh0r- [?]
and newly stomp the [?] gore sl-t
i feed the remains from the uterus
the gateway [?] internal youth
the v-g-n-l found in the flows from the m-ffs dripping c-nt
chewing the day my little sl-ts slave is getting my dungeon
my underground cave
bred a blood and total language of gore screens
a v-g-n-l cries , the harmless dine when it’s tought for the moment of birth
the taste of herd and the smell of missile uterus when it’s burned
my [?] childish murderous doll
a beast [?]
[?] septic [?] for my c-ck rot
as a c-m blood offerings
[?] sick [?] scene
wasted tongueless cadavers of throat in these [?]
my little s-x [?] final masterpiece
[?] s-x feast
and eat the [?] c-nt get [?] internal
a final [?] it’s while open meat flower
i feel the power of [?]
as my c-ck [?] every [?] tongue
i smell the syrup amateur deposits of citrated c-nt
with my dirty fingers in a tight aged [?]
[?] ej-cul-ting my throbbing circ-mcised d-ck
my little sl-t lifeless size my pr-ck
when [?] pr-ck and [?]
and its tongue like sliced cl-t
[?] as i’m [?] urinates as the victim dies
it’s the paradise to smear my s-xual appet-tes
on my scat tongue [?]
ya memory blood they’re draining to my [?] slaves morbid [?]
my [?] thirst to [?] suck up the liquids from my little wh-rnies b-tt
put in the second of [?] tongue all the mental juice
from my sl-t slaves tiny headless c-nt carved

(mangina)
my flesh is surgically modified
swollen inside of my folded by sculpted v-g-n-
plate slice ya puny pr-ck when ya [?] inside her
her mom took the t–th with deadly toxins like i’m beneath
genetic cryonic mutations , horrific p-n-s melting alterations
my sick erotic [?] incarceration
a bleeding man slave situation
right foot the -n-l harbours with the harness
freshly sharpened knife penetration
blood spilling copulation
trendy soft c-ck f-ckwits lift emasculated
i’ll leave you incapacitated
when i’m hot for the vicious k!lling
my cuticles are dilated
then i’ll leave you saturated in ya own faekal matter
ya p-n-s in ya brains are left splattered
drowning ya feeble meat lance battle stance
my swollen mumbled glands , [?] officially enhanced
domination over memory with [?] supply menstruation
c-m v-g-n- holy syndication
leaving ya filtration of the p-n-s nation
my thingy entrails after selling out ya sloppy surplus
ya edible genitals are on the market for self service
i’m hot and perverted using that their only purpose
to satisfy my swollen beef curtains
i have a carpet , a little boys chase ya f-ckers in my dungeon
the smell is so foul and repugnant
from the stinging tip from every orifice
turning the prep-b-scent voids n torment the metamorphosis
i like them in a primitive anthropomorphic state
it makes me dry right wet enough debate until their terrified face
with my c-nt are suffocated
i tell them to be calm and use it like an oxygen mask
i’m bringing organism to suck down in the dark
as a colon undressed body take ya last breath
my prep-b-scent breast and caress
i keep the voids and my debaucherous brutal
i can hear the little hearts beating like a sauna
collecting needle boutiques or hips in my abattoir
my organ donors laying in a coma
between emaciated [?] drenching my acidic enema

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