Cover di For God Your Soul... For Me Your Flesh

For God Your Soul... For Me Your Flesh
Album - 1990 - Debaser id 174407

di Pungent Stench

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Pungent Stench (02:33)
Pungent Stench • For God Your Soul... For Me Your Flesh
rotting fetus in your womb
your own body is his tomb

mucus little brat
drowned in clothing blood
disgusting gastric juice
drops out from your mother's vagina

pungent stench of festered gore
your pussy is a viscous sore

worms in your entrails
pray upon the melted embryo
corroded brain and skin
your skin died for your sin

too many drugs in pregnancy
you killed your child but now it kills you

titanic waves of bestial stench
comes from your mouth it's the child's revenge

bursting boils, nauseous flood
malformation and yellow blood

now you can dig in your baby's guts
tear the corpse out and see what you've done

don't repeat this mistake, now you can get your punishment
he little brat will rip you still the end
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A Small Lunch (05:43)
Pungent Stench • For God Your Soul... For Me Your Flesh
hello grandma, how do you like it?
lying in the tub, thorough disemboweled
can you remember, you always compelled me to eat
and if I wasn't hungry, you gave me the stick

now I am hungry, but please don't bother
you don't have to cook because you're my lunch
maybe the flesh is a little stingy
it doesn't matter, it's good for my teeth

your big strong arms
with all their swollen vessels
I'll keep in memory
of the many slaps

your brain with eggs and vegetable's
I think it'll taste bloody delicious
now there's only one thing you can do
grandma, wish me jolly good
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Embalmed in Sulphuric Acid (02:07)
Pungent Stench • For God Your Soul... For Me Your Flesh
[by Wank]



The whole body, full of pumps

Bubbles are seeping, pus is dripping

Pouring acid, sulphuric acid

Embalmed body, no escape

Skin is falling, pain is stabbing

Pure naked flesh, acid-blood mash

Burning skin, soring flesh

Embalmed in sulphuric acid trash

[repeat the whole verses]
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Blood, Pus and Gastric Juice (04:25)
Pungent Stench • For God Your Soul... For Me Your Flesh
[by Wank] Listen to me I have a story to tell About a guy whose name I can't spell He likes blood, pus and gastric juice Of course blood too, so let him booze He is insane for a brain Laps of gut, sips the fluid For the sweet, he takes meat To the bone, for him alone Never he is full or has enough Wouldn't dream of stop eating people though
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Bonesawer (03:39)
Pungent Stench • For God Your Soul... For Me Your Flesh
[by Wank]


Split your skin
The saw will win
Tear your flesh
& open the gash
Your bowels come out
No need to shout
I saw your bone 'til you stop to moan
The saw can tell
How you will yell
Full of blood
It's in your gut
Your head zone
A splintering bone
The saw is red
And you are dead
I saw your bone 'til you stop to moan
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