Cerebral Bore - Open Casket Priapism lyrics

co*k, hard As we start The strangest sight to behold Cadavers Cold flesh and rock solid boab A penis You've only seen in nightmares So solid, Old folk and children it scares Running around, from the co*k of your dreams Fleshy, veiny, scary From the coffin into parishioners Watch them run, f**ing scared of the boab Every step they take, they will be consumed You can't run, up the bum, check out the size of that chode Pinstripe suit, with a rip in the gooch He's come for you He's gone commando, no more shame Huge pants tent Morticians fault, he is the one to blame Open box, with a co*k on the rocks It's a phallic pipe No more trousers, they are gone Bifkin cone Morticians fault, he is the one to blame We, we shall not survive, we will die We cannot have a future Flame grilled, served up for your dinner c*nt filled, f**ed 'till dead, no more tread Spunk filled, creamy jizz on your tits You're now infested Filth... Feces, now you see, smothered on your face Milky spunk in your ears, you can't hear a thing Framing up the entry, it's your turn, feel the burn You'll have to wait, there a queue to see the p**y too c*nt It had cum Upon me I have no fear I will take it You c*nt As we end There's nothing left to unfold Continue The story must be retold That penis A legend in it's own right No dreaming Screaming it's name out at night Open box with co*k inside it You have witnessed something frightening Run straight from the chode Get what you're owed Spunk out my load Release It's the time for a reign in terror All the juices are flowing Just cause of the ma**acre It's what i do and i do it well Spinal fluid in a cup or two Priapism for the f** of you Everytime i spunk my load A piece of me goes into you f** you You have no soul Cream pied! Open casket priapism is a haunting sight