Fermenting Innards (Explicit)

Your pulverized torso languishes in its pool of pus

Minced cancerous viscera gore seeps from the guts

My fetid fetish is to excavate the moulding rot

I drool my gastric juices as I chomp on you blood clots

Fermenting innards bubbling with rot

Alcoholic pus dissolves the wooden box

I gouge into the chest's cavity to rip out the intestines

Slivering soft entrails to release the foaming secretions

I suck up the concoction and eat the decay

With cankered disgorgement I excrete my gurgling prey

Bile chyme and blood in the offal effervesce

I eviscerate the bowels and drink the clotted cess