In the sinister contracted bend cerebrum Shreds of living materia Deprives and drown under some delirant dispositions Of corrupted erotical kinky deviant fixations Caused by the shape of pelvic chunks It's a boulder that smashes Last slags of precarious dignity
Can I smell you infected cunt? And then I want to taste you rejection Creeping to the first of the vices Hands get down to heal That huge cesspit between your legs I want to taste it I sink in your sex voraciously I lose fingers in it Wringing I can catch some lumpy mass
Now moves on to pierce the bottom Of you degenerated carcass Blood is gushing arrogantly from big lips Excitement gets higher in disgust While rummaging through my indecency I want to get deeper
Long awaited syphilic menstrual rejection Flows over me
