Fecal Parturition - текст песни
Fecal Parturition
The yeasty froth of her pussy lips
Covered the body of the tenderhearted
Never could the 6-pointed star be trusted
Damnable heresies survive the epoch
The moisture built up between her legs
Gave welcome to the Satanachrist
Like veins, the nest of life was cut
The rainbow never appeareth above the throne
Fecal parturition, fecal parturition
Who breathes these ritual flames
Coughed up by the lungs of treachery?
Jesus combed his scarlet hair while
Cum dripped from his sacred asshole
He was then led into the common hall
But never didst the 9th hour arrive
Quench all the fiery darts of the wicked
"Hosanna to the Son of David", spoke pig
Who breathes these ritual flames
Coughed up by the lungs of treachery?
Fecal parturition, fecal parturition
"Hosanna to the Son of David", spoke pig
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