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Bugcatcher
02:27
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Been circlin' the town
Out on the prowl for something not so fresh
Someone who's rashy,
covered in sores, a disease-ridden mess
Lookin' for a wealth of disease to shove up my urethra
Gimme a taste of that sweet, sweet, sweet Gonorrhea
Give me the disease you carry
I'll eat your diarrhea, dysentery
I just want a taste your chlamydia juices
Yeast infection goes to good uses
Never wear a love glove, I like to spray my seed
And take in all the new rot, collecting all disease
Almost content with the medley I have made
A blend carnal illness rushing through my veins
One last virus that I need before the grave
I can die, satisfied, now that I have aids
Give me the disease you carry
I'll eat your diarrhea, dysentery
I just want a taste your chlamydia juices
Yeast infection goes to good uses
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Pisstula
02:01
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Fistula, the cause of my stress
Rotting me to the core
I'm pissin' shit, it's a fuckin mess
Putrid smells galore
Hurts my dick, painfully thick
Comes out like a condiment
A brown wet substance, I’m so sick
Something wrong with my urine
My intestines now my bladder
Filling up with brownie batter
The paste draws near
Filled with shit, piss and fear
Holy shit its coming
The piss-feces mix
Down my legs it's runnin'
Squeeze it out give the dick a twist
Fe-ca-luria a shitty taste and lotsa stains
Shit-bac-teria pissy paste, urethral pain
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Sculpture Of Smegma
02:55
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Seal the foreskin shut to expedite production
Of sticky slimy smegma to add to the collection
Cured to a consistency to form another masterpiece
This nasty paste accumulates, the sculpture takes its shape
Supplies running low for the venereal artist
Stench of dick says it’s time for harvest
Bare hands mold the mucilage
From a pile of off-white pus
Into grotesque, muculent art
Assembly of mucousy parts
Creating with materials so malleable
A craft so repulsive, unimaginable
Layers on layers, taller it grows
The sculpture of smegma, a sight to behold
Bare hands mold the mucilage
From a pile of off-white pus
Into grotesque, muculent art
Assembly of mucousy parts
Monumental structure, colossal shape and size
Formed from putrid secretions , from genitals uncircumcised
It’s finally reached completion, I can’t believe my eyes
A smegmatic culmination, my vision come to life
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Strapped to the table, you won't soon be dead
I squat over you with a bag on your head
Ate only taco bell and starting to erupt
Here comes the fun, you better open up
My shit runs down your face as you struggle to find air
Chunks of corn and beef getting stuck in your hair
Shooting my shit across your wrenching face
My liquid shitty splatter goes all over the place
Breathing - my anal spew
Yucky shit made for you
Leaking - on your face
A smelly mess all over the place
Breathing - my anal spew
Yucky shit made for you
Leaking - on your face
A smelly mess all over the place
Clawing - to free yourself
From my stinky, shit stained hell.
Drowning - beneath my waste
Lungs and throat fill with my paste
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Urine Trouble
02:57
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Piss now coursing through your veins
Eternal warmth to kill the pain
The pee that lived within my balls, transferred along your capillary walls
The UTI is leaking puss, and fills the air with yeast
Your body is now shutting down and so will your nose, at least
Pants dropped down to my ankles - only way I can pee
Bags are filling up with juice, for why, you’ll soon see
Stick! your arm, and attach it to the sack.
Your life is now piss and there's no looking back.
Urine flows and starts to change your anatomy
A man sized bladder, with piss-pumping arteries.
The UTI is leaking puss, and fills the air with yeast
Your body is now shutting down and so will your nose, at least
Strap you down to the table- to protect both you and me
Prepare yourself for the procedure- a urine filled IV
Operation under way, transfusion well on track
Piss to blood ratio increases, red cells under attack
The miracle of life, biopsy successful
Whizz overtakes you, coursing through your vessels
Feel yourself change from the pee
Your slowly being filled with me
Like the flowing blood of Christ
Ingest my piss and gain new life
Feel yourself change from the pee
Your slowly being filled with me
Like the flowing blood of Christ
Ingest my piss and gain new life
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Gland Ottawa, Ontario
Gland is an Old School Death / Grind band formed in Ottawa, On by founding members Hunter Breen (Slackjaw), Zac Murray (Domination, Extremus), Matthew Galant, Morgan Walsh (Domination).
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