New Age Abortion.

How can you say, I go about things the wrong way 
I took you for a seafood dinner 
and courted you, youre the winner 
I took you back to my place 
we got a little rowdy 
got the drinks in 
worked my fingers, got to know the contours of your skin 
every curve and bump, mine for the win 
By now, i wanted you so i took you like a pirate 
arrrrr, so soft and silken you were about ready for a milkin' 


I went fist first right into your entrails 
I sunflowered my hand and ploughed through your baby mound 
My daddy always used to say threes a crowd... 


Remember that dinner? 
Doubt it youre dead. But it wasnt no dinner, 
maggot eggs 'pon which you fed 
A smell quite exquisite, rather unique 
Two rotting corpses 
And maggots feeding 
me along with it, no more pleading. 


I poured mustard in your ruptured cunt 
but the nosy neighbours know the sum is up 
AWOOO- go the sirens, 
the maggots had their portion 
thats about it for my, New Age Abortion.