Mutilated By The Text

I spit in ya fucking faces
Smash ya shitty turd eye open
Ya soft mentality offends me
You provoked this with the lies that you've spoken
Its time to die in this moment
I kill you slowly
As the rituals performed
Empty out my hairy scrotum
Evoking pig vomit
Ejaculating pork sword totems
Pornographic apocalypse
The holy pig lord approaches
Like a swarm of locusts
Devour all life to fill my quota
Exterminate ya breed like rodents
Gorge on disembowelled components
Talking shit will get ya mouths stitched
No one goes against the brutal underground shit
See I'm' well equipped for cutting off ya limbs
Ya faces skinned leaving nothing but the lips
My penis throbbing whip it out stiff
Rip ya fuckin head off as ya suck my dick
Hypnotised by manuscripts that's why ya can't resist
The urge to kill yourself n slit ya own wrists
Diggin these mass graves
For posers and biters
They follow for fashion
And steal from our culture
Like vultures on carrion eating away
Is the image i see when they sit on display
Like the corpse in my garden they seem to be fresh
But the stench will prevail as the carcass decays
Buried in my body farm out west
Maggots eat away your half devoured flesh
Rotting away in ya graves after necro sex
Consumed in this ritual septic death
Coughing up blood choke on pungent stench
Murdering all snuffing out ya fake trends
Haemophilic smell of blood on my breath
Ignorant fucks mutilated with the text
Channeling these demons then i shit em out
Drop the evil faeces in my victims mouths
Chew n swallow what im servin from my spitting bowels
Like the depths of hell a guttural growl
Join the bush pig cult without a doubt
Worship my swollen meat like an stone tower
Drink the vaginal blood as it leaks out
In an orgy of gore were the most devout
Herds of sheep
Swallow the shit til they drown
In the septic refuse
That excretes from these clown mimics
Your trying so hard to be underground bitches
So that's where your body parts can be found
Ditches we dig for the fakers n snitches were
Burning your house of cards down to the fukn ground
Only devils know what I talk about
Snuff porn gore hidden from the crowds
Super real evil images so foul
Encrypted knowledge liberated by the sound
Wanking death on the battleground
Fuck you dogs before i lay ya bitches down
Crush ya with my dick cos im well endowed
Buried under boar semen spraying out