Gastric Gore.Met Lyrics
Welcome to my kitchen, it crawls with disease
But people come for miles to consume the sick cuisine
A taste for the exotic, deliciously grotesque
For a price you can obtain anything you can ingest
Ruptured blister creme brulee
Blood jellied ass-grapes, smegma gravy. cream of cycsts
Extruded bowel giblets, cannibalistic smorgasbard
A banquet of the finest gore. laced with poisons to addict
So good that it makes you sick
Guts gorged with viscera, and half rotten slop
Cuts glazed with sputum, coagulated sperm slick
Fresh from the sewer comes our catch of the day
Coney island whitefish with syphilitic dickcheese souffle
Gonorrhea clam-dip, oysters on the half lip
Bile slathered fish-and-chips, infected abscess molasses
Pathogenic binge and purge, indulge the most disgusting urge
Necrophagic fantasy, culinary mortuary
Itching, with dritiphilist distress, you simply can't defy
Consuming disease ridden flesh
Leaves your hunger pacified...
Lead: Maniac
This affliction has no cure
Bizarre, compulsive and obscure
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The lust for pathogenic waste
Is truly an eccentric taste
Cannibalistic smorgasbord
A banquet of the finest gore
Laced with poisons to addict
So good that it makes you sick, suck nipple slurp and lick
When you expire you become the next coarse
