BUSHPIG SCATBUTCHER
Fist Fuck Corpse (DJ HCCUNT Mix)
[Intro]
Fist-fucking your dying rectal passage!

[Verse 1]
My victims are disfigured, ill-fated meat for the death bringer
Like a tribal surgeon, my compulsive amputations
Are ritual destructions so sacred and profane
I excoriate your pink bits, drinking shits from the bowels
Masturbating the remains with pus dripping out your foul anal canal
I'm murdering your genitals, rape your brains
I'm a snuff fucking anatomist of the cervical variety
I like fresh blood dieting to cure my sobriety
My cruel tortured incisions force you into auto-cannibalism
You swallow your excised testicles to expiate your sins
Your corpse is purified in the pool of maggots
I'll drink from your broken skull chalice, vaginal meat and asses
Your delicious gutted innards are my sexual apparatus
As I'm fist-fucking your carcass, I drink the spoils of bloody labour
Rectally aborted from the fetus ass carnage with a razor
Amidst the dying infant vapours
Such erotic embryonic narcotics
Amputated limbs curvaceous on the flesh-eating corpse penetrating scat binge
In my private butcher shop
Slurry pregga whores smell the awful stench of my swollen cock
At the chopping block, I dissipate the innards after dinner
Your rotten meat aroma lingers
Your vagina's punctured with daggers and eaten like haggis
Ravaged guts splatter, I'm draining the carcass's bladder
I torment the orifice, clamps crushing your fake tits