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Love SurgeryYes you are, yes you areYour flesh is insignificant Still, you dragged yourself here on bloody stumps You... Recreate you, amputate you You defile my womb However weak, it's still appealing A sight to send your senses reeling To see your nipples stripped from you Tossed into my human stew That's why you came to me You were begging for love surgery It's the way, the way it's got to be They call it love surgery Punks and priests, yes they're all in there A beggar's bludgeoned for their shinwear A bubbling cauldron choked with ichor Well I must think of something sicker That's why you came to me You were begging for love surgery It's the way, the way it's got to be They call it love surgery Anticipate the nipple rape Dish is almost done The child has died, he must be fried You humans, all the same inside Now the cauldron starts to boil When I feel his anus heave The undergarments start to soil N-n-n-now I know it's time to leave When a demi-god blows bloody sperm He will not stop, it starts to worm And you shall achieve A maggot sponge-hole effect Ooh, scary! |