Experience in Homosexual Necrophilism Lyrics


my perverted thoughts

cunts don't excite me

women are measurement births

males are making me hot

fucking into tight assholes

that's the thing i like

my fucking childhood

was a nightmare

but i ain't guilty

my father was sick, not me

my little sister

daily abused by him

i heard her screams every night

out of her bedroom

my old knife

i rammed into his back

he was shouting now instead of her

until he died

my little sister

i had compassion with her

i couldn't bear it and

released her of her agony

fathers brain on the wall

-his shotgun pleased me

my perverted father

he was lying there

his blood was spilled

and lust overwhelmed me

my hard cock

deep into his anus

so tight, so hot

i ejaculated into his dirty hole

now, i screamed too