| Again I penetrate the graveyard soil
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| My necrotic needs are reborn
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| Thrashing my way into the infested
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| I catch a glimpse of the dead
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| Choosing my f**khole — an adrenaline brush
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| Forcing my pole into her cave, dyhadrated & harsh
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| Irritated by the decomposed urethra
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| A mushier twat I seek
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| Amidst the heap of decaying matter
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| A bloated cadaver stands out
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| Gnashing and bashing into these infested
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| Festering wounds start to reck
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| I thrust her into half — Bathing in spunk
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| Thursting and pumping my maetpole
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| Savagely I ejaculate, The worm invested cavities impaled
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| Congesting the crud beneath
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| The warmth of my seed, infiltration through the urinal tube
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| The parasites start to feed, orgasm achieved by the
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| Gnashing of my beef
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| These corpses that now lie defiled I stalk this soil with lust
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| The next carcass heavily impaled, more dead tissue on my cock
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| Unsaturated by the ones below
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| Digging digging, eaten from inside
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| All that rots must clear my path… |