Pathological frolic
Cryptopsy
[Lyrics by Lord Worm]
Who is this Geoffrey?
All I see is this cold cadaver
Why is this Geoffrey
lying in puddles of pus on a gurney?
Tell me of this Geoffrey,
this boy with a noose around his neck
More about Geoffrey:
why is he wearing his mother's bra?
How old was Geoffrey?
At a guess, I'd say
about twelve or thirteen
He died accidentally
from auto-erotic asphyxiation
He'd been masturbating...
our little stiff still has one on
and it's been one week!
The resurrection men
took their sweet time
Cross-dressed fruit:
what a way to die!
Now he's ours:
the apple of our eve
Fetch the dead sphincter:
cold green meat
How did his ass taste?
Tender and sweet...
And then we fucked it...
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