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Menstrocity (collab with Vision_of_insanity)
hunting for the menstrual juice, this unholy juice, it's calling you
virginal whores in the purest form,
blood flowing freely like never before,
your crimson curse is what I thirst,
invasion of your hymen, devirginizing
I don't discriminate, your age, race, cunt blood's the same
fixation on coagulation, infatuation with menstruation
compelled to the stench of vaginal blood,
compelled to the taste of vaginal blood
There is no truce, this holy noose.
Feeling pain forever, throwing up the deuce.
On a grind to catch my mind,
I'm losing to, a false reality.
A witches brew.
Coagulation in a bloody stew.
Giving birth to, the contractions of wet, icky goo.
The moaning whore, is nothing new.
As she flushes her dead babies away into,
The tap water we all consume.
I'm stressed with no way out.
My body detoxes while the demons shout.
Unborn babies up in the clouds.
I crave conception; my body aroused.
Lost in my mind, the hormones rage.
Loneliness inside the cage.
Another rat in a maze.
Another wacko in a daze.
I crumble as I'm weakening.
I need my fix inside me, please!
Come save me from this evil thing!
I'm just a lonely, helpless being....
A bloody twat.
I hunt for that man in my thoughts...
To this monthly diner you are forced to be
Next week is the day of menstruation
Immediately begins devilish festivity
Thank you for your participation.
virginal whores in the purest form,
blood flowing freely like never before,
your crimson curse is what I thirst,
invasion of your hymen, devirginizing
I don't discriminate, your age, race, cunt blood's the same
fixation on coagulation, infatuation with menstruation
compelled to the stench of vaginal blood,
compelled to the taste of vaginal blood
There is no truce, this holy noose.
Feeling pain forever, throwing up the deuce.
On a grind to catch my mind,
I'm losing to, a false reality.
A witches brew.
Coagulation in a bloody stew.
Giving birth to, the contractions of wet, icky goo.
The moaning whore, is nothing new.
As she flushes her dead babies away into,
The tap water we all consume.
I'm stressed with no way out.
My body detoxes while the demons shout.
Unborn babies up in the clouds.
I crave conception; my body aroused.
Lost in my mind, the hormones rage.
Loneliness inside the cage.
Another rat in a maze.
Another wacko in a daze.
I crumble as I'm weakening.
I need my fix inside me, please!
Come save me from this evil thing!
I'm just a lonely, helpless being....
A bloody twat.
I hunt for that man in my thoughts...
To this monthly diner you are forced to be
Next week is the day of menstruation
Immediately begins devilish festivity
Thank you for your participation.
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