Necrophagist - Fermented Offal Discharge(солло- мечта, это нереально(а песня говно)) | Текст песни

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The casket is exhumed, turfs piled beside the grave

A stagnant mass awaits me, deep in the gloom

The boxes lids I open, distraught desecrating

The fumes are penetrating, I am eructating... I vomit...

I initiate eager exhuming despite bad scents...

I dig up cold earth, exhumed turfs I disperse...

I initiate eager exhuming despite bad scents...

The open casket reveals the rot

Into weak stomach I slide my hands

Intensifying fumes I like to snort

Colon and small intestine

Sliced and ripped out of the foul body

Duodenum I minch - all should be treated equal

Rotten stool and urine

Spurt out of fermented organs

I discharged and raped - putrified giblets disembowel

Decrepit spleen and pancreas I've torn and gutted

I eviscerate stomach and cysts

Liver is torn and twisted - turning inside out

A fermented offal discharge - Disembowel...

Evacuated offal hastily wrapped in bags

As basic for my culinary...

Putrefied internal fragments,

Fermented offal discharge...

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