Bowelthrasher

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