Snakelust (Похоть) — Рогатые трупоеды

Once she was the mistress of the show But her lights are out and shine wore off Reeking ulcers fester on her chin Rotten breasts and eyeballs caving in

This lady-snake - she was a tart, she was a pie, she was your sugar-twat Her gorgeous boobs, her shapely legs, her round ass – they drove a man to death She made ‘em drool, she made ’em moan, she swayed her hips – and made their systems go Their dirty thoughts were fixed on her and she knew it – and gave’em what they want

Now – stuck in her room – pus in her cunt – be-clotted tits – this can’t be real – Down on the floor – snake turns to worms – peeling her skin – Ole’ Joe is here...

Scared and lost – scalpel in her hands Cracks on the glass – tries to mend her face Stains all around – In a pool of blood Pile of flesh – that once was a tart

Once she was the mistress of the show But her lights are out and shine wore off Reeking ulcers fester on her skin Rotten breasts and eyeballs caving in

She made ‘em drool, she made ’em moan, she swayed her hips – and made their systems go Their dirty thoughts were fixed on her and she knew it – she got what she deserved