They call me a creeping oozing son of a b**h Because the smell of infection gets me stiff I pound down on visions of perfection Using my fists just to get my erection They think it's gonna stop but its only getting worse As she starts to choke upon her bile Just a few more times my darling, your throat's about to split From all the built-up bile that is now filling it That's right, just let it out The bile burns your mouth The stomach acid corrodes your teeth, there is no doubt Jeez, I love that smell, so I rejoice in it Watching the blood drip from her a** is a sight not to be missed I fist them til they're sick