Tentacle Lyrics - Pig Destroyer

Bitter aftertaste of every exploitation 

Chokes me like a mouthful of spiders 

Crawling in or out, I don't know 

But I kneel to the Gods of nausea 

In moments of reflection upon 

What I stole from a fifteen year old girl 

And not even a thousand seasons of rain 

Could wash my leprosy from her body