The night is young our mouths are drooling
For s**ual chaos, in the cemetery
A headie mung salute to the graveyard perversions that be
The tombs went back to far to see
So we raged all night on PCP
The first body was exhumed the night began
We tossed the b**h belly-up on sand
A cla**ic mung scenario
With me the catcher and Griffin the jumper
Positioned for mung driven madness
My mouth in front of her rotted p**y
Waiting for dead excretions to vomit from the depths of her c*nt
As his feet left the ground a moment of thruth sent chills down our spines
As the boots sank deep in her stomach a tsunami of rot exits her p**y
My mouth is filled with puss and insects
A hint of embalming fluid lingers in my throat while maggots crawl around my teeth
The smell that accompanied this treasure made me gag on the corpse
Now covered in vomit, blood, and putrefaction we will move on
Juices and discharge
The night is young our mouths are drooling for s**ual chaos in the cemetery
I am a f**ing mung machine
We won't stop till we mung this graveyard clean