Night Soil Lyrics - Impaled

music - Leon del Muerte 

lyrics - Ross Sewage 

A new coproph-age, by pedung I am plagued 

Inhaling the flatulence with which I am rife 

Soon to be undone by my own dung 

The first day of the rest of my life 

Swimming in refuse and imbibing the cess 

Overwhelmed by sewage and sickly excess 

Nostrils rebuked by an olfactory assault 

Alveoli and ordure forcefully gestalt 

Uvula encrusted with night-soil 

Crepitous taste 

Treading stool, exhausted by the toil 

Trachea burdened with occidentals 

To the brim with waste 

My sphincter has proven wholly detrimental 

A new coproph-age, by pedung I am plagued 

Inhaling the flatulence with which I am rife 

I find I am undone by my own dung 

The last day of the rest of my life 

Unable to endure excreta and manure 

Trapped in this toilet 

Can longer withstand my bowel remnants 

Mouth is full of shit 

(solo: "My Bowl Runneth Over..." by L.d. Muerte) 

Drowning in post-intestinal sludge 

Receiving my just desserts in rectal fudge 

Serendipitously succumb to the vast amounts of bung 

The turds on the tip of my tongue 

Fces slither down my oesophageal tract 

Left in extremis, I'm resigned to the fact 

Offspring of my arse, liquescent bloody shites 

Inhumed in my own dreck, a human coprolite