Bowelthrasher - Birdflesh

You were entombed two days ago

I dig you up, opened up the grave

Rotting and still warm, a worm in your nose

I tried to pull you up but your arm fell off

Bowelthrasher!

I grab your head and rip it fucking off

I kick it away like a fucking ball

From your spewing hole I pull out the guts

Use it as a jumprope, I feel like twelve

Mom!

Dad!

Look!

Look at me when I jump

Mosh!

Thrash!

Look!

I’m standing on my head in gore

The cemetery is like a battlefield

Where I am the only one alive

If you want to join my bowelthrashing cult

Just give me a call