Aborted - The Chyme Congeries Lyrics
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The Chyme Congeries
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What Are The Lyrics For The Chyme Congeries By Aborted?
""My fetid obsession emerges at dusk Roaming the streets Releasing my 'humanity' A colonic catastrophy Cavilating this mephitic plot A husk for my manure Despoiling a life so pure My colonic masterpiece And so I impregnate Skidmarks: the only proof of my didain Sewing up the tool of my excess Despoiled with rigid ordure A walking hull of excrement Mitigated by it's own odor The reek of chyme begins to infect A congerie of crud is mine... to depict As arteries bloat and congest Your deteriorated mind begins to accept Around you chest flies begin to swarm Behold the carnal-mephitic war As arteries bloat and congest Your deteriorated mind begins to accept Manipulated by my manure Behold the carnal-mephitic war Purulent matter my excess The wrath of my pooper A flatulent climax My colonic masterpiece The chyme congerie mine... to repent And so I impregnate Skidmarks: the only proof of my disdain Purulent matter my excess The wrath of my pooper A flatulent climax My colonic masterpiece The chyme congerie mine... to repent And so I impregnate Skidmarks: the only proof of my disdain As arteries bloat and congest Your deteriorated mind begins to accept Larvae swarm where I once shat Behold the carnal-mephitic war Deprecating matter ready to burst A malodorous disasterpiece My pernicious signature exposed The chyme congeries Despoiling a life so pure My colonic masterpiece""
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Who Wrote The Chyme Congeries By Aborted?
Daniel Wilding, Peter Goemaere, Sven Decaluwe, Sven Janssens
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