Vagitarian

(album: Chords Of Chaos - 1997)

Beholding the kaleidoscopic hue of your decomposing hymen I salivate
Entranced by the effervescing effluvium of the rotted vagina
Carefully excising the fragrantly fermented labia I shall masticate
Savoring the pungent aromatic whiff, my quivering lips wet with saliva...

Nibbling the avulsed petals of the flower of womanhood so delicate
My slavering palate overwhelmed by the fetid flavor
Marinating chunks of vaginal skin in feminine hygiene creams so elegant
This culinary clitoral carving is a decidedly putrid endeavor...

The shriveled copulatory organ, falls prey to my culinary whims
Sliced, diced, and mangled, painstakingly garnished and trimmed...

Dried and festered, salted to taste, a douche bag helps clean out the clots
A napkin will insure that none goes to waste, as I heartily devour the rot...

Vagitarian a morbid mortified meal
Vagitarian gorging myself with psychopathic zeal
Vagitarian a rancid repast so horrific
Vagitarian with a pinch of salt it's terrific...

Dig in!

Gnashing the clitoris with inconceivable delight
The dried vaginal protrusion I adore
The most culinary form of cunnilingus
A strict diet of vaginal gore...