Disfigurement - Pulp Transfixion lyrics

Which love do you confess With swollen thorn inside your a**? For whom her c*nt tolls? The vulgar bells caress with scorn. The prickly inner kiss Let rot your flesh and makes you bleed. Her bizarre c*nt can bite A womb in golden barbed wire. The body piercing between your legs. Enjoy your torments in clawful s** In every pimple you wear a ring You clenched dick Is looks like mortal sin. Amoral scum, disheveled hungry c*nt Wet, open and diseased The inflammation enslave your pulp, And pus corrode your rings. The cold prosthesis between your legs Enjoy the frigidity and forget about s**. On every pimple where you wore a ring. Now you wear only bandage and stink, Her nipples is sealed by rings No milk for baby - crumpling instinct With chemical milk to chemical sleeps. Chemical zombie - no head only rings The secretion pus dripping with flies Everywhere from her holeful c*nt Pulp transfixion, do it now Swollen organs they're overdone No carnal spell in purulent smell, Bacchan*l echoes in the s**less realm. The goled manacle waiting for you Inveigled fear, fever and d**h Painful temptation of Her scars and stigmas Convulsive torments The brilliance of decay