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Putrid Pile - God of Degradation şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Putrid Pile

albüm: House of Dementia


Excommunicates.
Banished from your exhausted life, come to me.
Frail and meek.
The perfect day to mold into what I need.
A submissive cum catcher from top to bottom.
Forever dripping with my seed.
Collar tight, spikes embedded.
Pull you closer with the chain to swallow cock.
Bow down to your master.
Burning the midnight oil.
Sleep deprivation hazes thoughts.
Latex clad for eye candy.
Mouth braced open so your teeth won't scrape me.
I wish you had a gag reflex.
Needles crossed through your nipples.
Oh happy day, semen flows from my body into yours.
Unexposed to air.
I am your god of degradation.
I piss on your pleasure center.
Filling your birth canal with urine.
Showering with golden waste.
No recollection of the life left behind.
You're mine to do with as I please.
Mine.
To do with as I please.
Mine.

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