Grotesque

(album: ManiaCult - 2021)

Some might call me a fartiste
The master of the brew, my rectal love goo
Behind a shitstained curtain, true love never so pungent
Mastery of flesh and carnal decadence
Mephitic, septic, a true delicatesse

Gauging my precious hors-turd
Masterfully catered as a shit filled chef d'œuvre

Separating shit from fart, my culinary skills are true art
Some might call it banal, yet treats for me come from the brown canal

Serve the porcelain dominator
Serve the eternal turd masticator

Another round lodged in the chamber
One on deck volcanic in anger

Separating shit from fart, my culinary skills are true art
Some might call it banal, yet treats for me come from the brown canal

Serve the porcelain dominator
Serve the eternal turdmasticator

Colour me grotesque an appetiser in degout

These shallow halls for me are anything but everlasting
A burrito bowl the onset of a plat de resistance so charming

Proctological Stew Putrefying this mortal brew

Jalapeño disaster -awaken the master blaster
Digestive prolapse, the colon in shambles
Horrific and grotesque

Heaving with chunks, I'm such a dirty hunk

Serve the porcelain dominator
Serve the eternal turd masticator

Gauging my precious hors-turd
Masterfully catered as a shit filled chef d'œuvre
Obsidian and obscene, my love juice retracts for all to see

Separating shit from fart, my culinary skills are true art
Some might call it banal, yet treats for me come from the brown canal
For I am obscene