A Vulgar Quagmire - Aborted Lyrics

A scent so virulent, necrotic and decayed
A lovely stew so ambiguous
A dirty glory hole of methane
Delicious foie gas can be excavated
Bereft from the ass from whence it was created

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Misplaced degout, from this malodorousretched ragout
A mistress, foul, ripped from ass to mouth, chum gravy

Poetic movements, I'm bathing
Sweet chocolate mass so soothing
No longer an impediment, merely ’liberating', it's crazy
Incarnadine, erupting into chyme and decay

A vulgar state of mind is mine, so demented
A legacy of crud unseen and foretold, my banquet
A vulgar state of mind is mine, so demented
A legacy of crud unseen and foretold, my banquet

Sifting through decrepitude, a glorious treasure hunt befalls me
Mephitic mess, a glorious blast
Unable to withhold pleasure from treats
This demented banquet becomes an unholy feast
A vulgar quagmire
The noble equation, that leads to questioning the ’mousse'
Conceals the deflagration, poop equals poop
Mephitic mess, a glorious blast
This hidden blessing becomes an unholy feast

A scent so virulent, necrotic and decayed
A lovely stew so ambiguous
A dirty glory hole of methane

Mephitic mess, a glorious blast
Unable to withhold pleasure from treats
This hidden blessing becomes an unholy feast
A vulgar quagmire1