Grotesque lyrics
by Aborted
Some might call me a fartiste
The master of the brew, my rectal love goo
Behind a sh*tstained curtain, true love never so pungent
Mephitic, septic, a true delicatesse
Gauging my precious hors-turd
Masterfully catered as a sh*t filled chef d'œuvre
Separating sh*t from fart, my culinary skills are true art
Some might call it banal, yet treats for me come from the brown canal
Serve the porcelain dominator
Serve the eternal turd masticator
Another round lodged in the chamber
One on deck volcanic in anger
Separating sh*t from fart, treats for me come from the brown canal
Serve the porcelain dominator
Serve the eternal turdmasticator
Grotesque
Colour me grotesque, an appetiser in dégoût
These shallow halls for me are anything but everlasting
A burrito bowl the onset of a plat de résistance so charming
These shallow halls for me are anything but everlasting
A burrito bowl the onset of a plat de résistance so charming
Jalapeño disaster, awaken the master blaster
Digestive prolapse, the colon in shambles
Horrific and grotesque
Heaving with chunks, I'm such a dirty hunk
Separating sh*t from fart, my culinary skills are true art
Some might call it banal, yet treats for me come from the brown canal