Beholding the kaleidoscopic hue of your decomposing hymen I salivate,
Entranced by the effervescing effluvium of the rotted vagina,
Carefully excising the fragantly fermented labia I shall masticate,
Savoring the pungent aromatic whiff, my quivering lips wet with saliva...
Nibbling the avulsed petals of the flower of womanhood so delicate,
My slavering palate overwhelmed by the feotid flavor,
Marinating chunks of vaginal skin in
feminine hygiene creams so elegant,
This culinary clitoral carving is a decided putrid endeavor...
The shriveled copulatory organ,
Falls prey to my culinary whims,
Sliced, diced, and mangled, painstakingly garnished and trimmed...
Dried and festered, salted to taste,
A douche bag helps clean out the clots,
A napkin will insure that none goes to waste,
As I heartily devour the rot...
Vagitarian - a morbid mortified meal,
Vagitarian - gorging myself with psychopathic zeal,
Vagitarian - a rancid repast so horrific,
Vagitarian - with a pinch of salt it's terrific...
Gnashing the clitoris with inconceivable delight,
The dried vaginal potrusion I adore,
The most culinary form of cunnigulus,
A strict diet of vaginal gore...
EXPULSION pick up where the dawn of grindcore left off over 30 years ago, with their highly anticipated debut, Nightmare Future. Features Matt Olivo, Matt Harvey, Danny Walker and Menno Verbaten. Exhumed
HAEMORRHAGE spew forth their most (de)composed album to date. We Are The Gore embodies 14 tracks and 35 blood-soaked minutes of pathological gore ideal for listening to in mortuaries and mausoleums. Exhumed