waking the cadaver – type a secretor lyrics
the best part of waking up is a new night to capture.
scaring piles of p-ssy meat awaiting my rapture.
pulsing, dripping, wet, warm, and here for my pleasure,
use, and abuse.
…sleep, kill, repeat.
sl-ts and wh-r-s; these filthy girls want me in their mouths.
i deny at first,
just to hear them burst, and beg for satisfaction.
i try and seem, to not know what they mean,
to create a type of distraction.
she grabbed my c-ck, so i grabbed my glock, and this sh-t’s gotten fun.
she knows my d-ck tastes so much sweeter when shes staring down the barrel of a fully loaded gun.
“oh my god babe, i’m gonna blow!”
in a few more ways than one,
my c-ck, my temper, and my urge to dismember.
all up in your face, (along with my gun)
oh yes, fresh flesh, nailed up to the wall.
i skinned this b-tch and removed her t-ts,
then ravaged her gaping hole.
i am the type a secretor.
no trace.
no match.
no clues to follow.
it will be harder for you than it was for her to realize,
and to swallow.
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