Sangtekst: Cenotaph. Voluptuously Minced. Less Than Human Urinal.

Love is worthless vomit, rotten and putrified, tastes like a bloody
excrement which existance is lessthan human urinal.All feelings suffocate
with a sudden ignition in chaos, about the beginning of lunacy, wet pussy,
minced pussy; when avaible makes sadistic repressed feelings always with
me.True way to show your life is pissing of diarrhoeatic bloody orgasm.
Impertinent prostitute, sardonic wohr saunter, pour out your vaginal liquid
with a squeal.Your ripen fucker gives no chance to probation, he only
follows the prucedure and gathers his ghastly fury.Forsake his mind
otherwise with the emancipation of dark thoughts, the emotion of the most
horrifying one will embrace your drawsy body like a sharp vibrator which
penetrates erotic holes other then knowns.Drama of your weep will come an
end fater the injection through your ears indirectly your brain.You'll
shrick in desperation, you'll be fearfully perturbed.Inspect your body if
you have lost any part of it.Benumbed shredded lustly, no induction is
passible medically.Your fool badtor cries, he also mournes because of
impossibility for fucking whereas your precious fucker has already found a
vagina.You know?