Putraj Beboj

Burning todlers, don't win trophies Guidence needed! Shove a dick in baby's eyehole Till you feel it's back Crack your balls as you go in That hole's just too small Swarming of maggots Crawling in human flesh Crushing the skulls Smell of burning eyesockets Exhume to consume Welcome to the morbid feast Babies squashed Into human mash All will be done, you cannot run Because you are a newborn Slabs of festered flesh Are gonna clash With my trusty chainsaw Limb from limb It will be grim In my human slaughterhouse Postmortem precedures Learned from teachers That are necromaniacs! Putraj Beboj! Putraj Beboj! Putraj Beboj! Putraj Beboj!