Involuntary Feculent Feasting Lyrics

Defecation of digested flesh.
Straight from the bowl, hot and fresh.
Putrid and sweltering with odious fumes.
The smell of death fills the room.
No eye has seen, no ear has heard the sounds of passing this hideous turd.
Baking in the heat of dysfunctional bowels.
Two long weeks of painful sounds.
Such long duration, preserved by constipation, rotting in gestation, for your own mastication.
I will watch as your forced to suck it down.
You will eat it slowly.
Slimy, slick and brown.
Sick obsessions become reality.
Fixations, urges, actuality.
These visions witnessed cannot be forgotten.
Involuntary feasting on the rotten.
Choking, gaging, spitting up.
Acid burning, puke erupts.
Cracking through the solid shell, chunks and liquids gushing smell.
Chewy textures, nutty filling.
Watching this can be so thrilling.