Munting Season Lyrics

Sick and twisted gore,
sick and twisted rotting corpse.
Dig her from her hole,
dig her up she has no soul.
Sweat begins to pour,
you reveal your dead whore,
buried fresh for years,
unconscious mind she has no fears!

Pull her from her grave,
she becomes your sex slave.
Take turns wanting more,
your disfigured cadaver.
FIll her to the brim,
fluids seeping from within,
buried fresh for years,
unconscious mind she has no fears!

Strange fetish, cover her mouth,
cum goes in then comes back out.
This carcass lost it's time,
because you've lost your mind!
Lets go for one more trip,
lap it up yes every drip.
This carcass lost it's time,
because you've lost your mind!