They call me a creeping oozing son of a bitch
Because the smell of infection gets me stiff
I pound down on visions of perfection
Using my fists just to get my erection
They think it´s gonna stop but its only getting worse
As she starts to choke upon her bile
Just a few more times my darling, your throat´s about to split
From all the built-up bile that is now filling it
That´s right, just let it out
The bile burns your mouth
The stomach acid corrodes your teeth, there is no doubt
Jeez, I love that smell, so I rejoice in it
Watching the blood drip from her ass is a sight not to be missed
I fist them til they´re sick