Autopsy - Ravenous Freaks |
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Ravenous Freaks
Autopsy Laughing, drooling in your face You look up in fear Grinning outcasts of our race Tied from hands and feet and waist As a cretin grabs ahold A horrid stench you do behold Start to cry out, but you're stopped The one of rot, mildew and mold Of your testicles Your mouth is stifled with a cock Which was removed from your own stocks The laughter carries on Bid your balls a sad farewell As you curse them all to hell Then you realize too well Hell is where you are Not soon enough you will be dead Your purpose: keep these monsters fedDismembered slowly, feet to head |
