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lirik lagu scatbutcher – blowtorch [demo]

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[verse 1: bushpig]
the vomit on ya -n-s feeds, the worms are crawling up my p-n-s
eat their hairy b-lls and throbbing colon in my diarrhoea
rotten p-ssy lips has stapled to the filthy crush a s-m-n
the p-ssing rumbled leeches crawl inside your urethra
decapitate ya p-n-s with a butchers knife
to shove it up ya ovaries covered tw-t
you break the daft chin, penetrated by my erection
doze ya -n-lly juice facilitated by my scalpel, only every mouthful
also leaning always makes me think of smelly c-nts
the bl–dy meat and maggots from the perfect [?] c-nt
of the varicose v-g-n- lips, i use to keep this in my fridge
the early part of view that as a mouldy into ya plastic t-ts
the frozen sheep -ss bring back the memory of ya gaping -n-s
the early when i’ll marinating in ya -n-l juices
without the flavour of ya sh-t, the meat is odourless and useless

[verse 2: twot]
suck my death rattle and choke on the venom
as i suffocate your right face in my dirty rotten melons
cause survival of your bl–dy bubonic cl-t b-tches
my c-nts stubble itches, ya dying p-ssy twitches
dark matter builds a fold to ya v-g-n-l cortex
devoured your raw maggoty c-ck with chopsticks
pick up all the bits of broken skull from your vomit
stick them up your nose so you choke on ya stomach
floss ya d-ck and my teeth with your p-b-s
i love it when they drip a hot stick on my b–bs
it’s a cheap thrill drilling deep holes in the swine
and survive when ya corpse is a bride
slowly behind of your paralyzed porcupine
blow you a kiss with my -n-s, mixed with extraneous inches
all you wenches can suck my dead j-zz
french kissing prep-b-scent r-ct-m tensions
adventures in c-nt juice
tummy tuck ruptures on my tongue as it filters
ya f-ckin’ b-m ulcers, your grandma quenches
i’m colour as it enters, the mud fill trenches my enraptured senses
that is how your dead mom’s p-ssy and f-ck it
turn the r-ct-m inside out and use it as a spew bucket
special size your chunder, ya girl’s wonder
now you’re cr-pping room and slide to her colostomy bag
drink colonic bottle when you got ya stomach hole
now you can’t stop sh-tting through ya p-ss hole

[verse 3: woundbearer]
meat-filled orifices drowning in a well
i’ll stomp the walking–sses from the depths of h-ll
filling ya crack with a decapitated goat
the castles pain, ya blood runs in the moat
draw the pork calyx, where’s your r-ct-m, lost r-ct-m
keep deeping female hole split from the midsection
to the blades bedroom, rippin’ out ya eyes
i stick ’em up ya -n-s, insert the size
doze of the slank queen ovum from your meat
ya p-n-s is dismembered by her v-g-n-l teeth
nails in your nipples amputating ya -ss
raw phallic crucifixions in the skin of ya parts
molest your nostrils with the plague of locust
you’ll witness your death as ya eyeb-lls focused
i’ll eat you alive with a bladder fork
and stuff inside ya c-nt through remains of a dwarf
poke ya f-cking ear since you’re asking for
melt ya filthy c-nt with a blow torch


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