🎵 Sick Lunatic // by BUSHPIG SCATBUTCHER

2 ContributorsSick Lunatic Lyrics [Chorus: RZArector] I be the sick lunatic, be the sick lunatic Be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem Intellectual killer, special majestical Roping up the devil’s helm that’s hanging from my testicles Sick lunatic, be the sick lunatic Be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem Intellectual killer, special majestical Roping up the devil’s helm that’s hanging from my testicles [Verse 1: MC Bushpig] Fuck yas all, you’re a bunch of fucking dog cunts Suicidal cult, leave your bodies crushed in dump trucks You hate the sick reality I come from You’re fake as hell, fuckwits, really living in corruption The real underground, we bring the pain like torture dungeons My vomit cock’s evil spunk chucking up the venom cum This darkness is anaerobic, not fit for human consumption We feast on erogenous black holes at death’s eternal function Observe the flesh slow corruption, ready for sexual seduction Worm-infested like the turds I like to masturbate and munch on And I swear it’s not just in my vivid, cursed imagination Hearing voices of the corpses asking me to face-rape ‘em Breaking their jaws into pieces, wanking to deaths’ many stages Spreading the paste I make from the genitals with the taste of the decaying Slice and amputate, penetrate ‘till my member is sedated Anyway, the warm flesh of the living is highly overrated The only use for mortal tissue is for toilet training and hybrid mating With these mutated pig bitches, I got locked up in rusty cages For rituals of anal blood, pyramids enacted like the ancients The cult of gore worship is sacred, you philistines cannot break it Handed down like transcendental knowledge through these endless dark ages Morbid castration’s raining like acid and melts your dying faces Feast on death in my harem of reanimated fallen angels I string ‘em up like puppets in the trees for holy bloody anal Dissolve the sphincters riddle with astral bukkake facials I hate you, cunts Carved with razors bleeding from ass to navel Open up the devil’s head, smash it with my testicles Infect your genitals, ejaculate satanic miracles Like a tab on your tongue, my acid sperm gives you visuals A trip to Hell that's edible, carnal totem of purest evil Learn that god’s cock’s in venereal, heavenly vaginosis bacterial Forcing it down your throat after removing your tonsils Activating the prime evil pineal Summon the black jizm into the magic circle drawn in vomitous shit Staring into the abyss, intoning the septic mantras from your slit Invert the crucifix inside the murdered clit Gore lyrics picturesque snuff flicks Visions depicting a state of gore bliss Scriptures of illness and death wish, orgies of sick [Chorus: RZArector] Sick lunatic, be the sick lunatic Be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem Intellectual killer, special majestical Roping up the devil’s helm that’s hanging from my testicles Sick lunatic, be the sick lunatic Be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem Intellectual killer, special majestical Roping up the devil’s helm that’s hanging from my testicles Sick lunatic, be the sick lunatic Be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem Intellectual killer, special majestical Roping up the devil’s helm that’s hanging from my testicles Sick lunatic, be the sick lunatic Be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem Intellectual killer, special majestical Roping up the devil’s helm that’s hanging from my testicles