Retards (Asinine Suffering)

Find your own contamination whore
Breeding venom with spunk, vagina filled with mud

Screaming lust, love not found here
You filthy fucker, you breed the dirt
Insane are your thoughts and broken is your will
To want, to need to fill the young and pure

Was she your own - was he your whore
Breaking thier spine with your disfigurement
Finding your own while killing off your line
Cursing your blood into your own decline

You will fall far

Dirt running through your veins will kill over and over
Dirt running through your veins will kill over your dead body
Whore
Open your blind eye again, siblings open themselves up for you
Open your blind eye and fill them with your own demise