[Intro: Cumblood]
This is Butchers Harem, the brutal cunt terrorist!

(Scratches)
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No escaping, watch my blades off raping
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No escaping, watch my blades off raping
Spittin' bits of flesh
No escaping, watch my blades off raping
(?)
Spittin' bits of flesh

[Verse 1: Bushpig]
Get ya nice flesh crevice, sliced precise like edits
My tissue cutting device, tight in ya shit exit
Provide the right method with my snake-like weapon
Erected digressions, uncensored obsessions scrape the infections
The moist twat ulcers imperfections
Ya voice box bleeds if ya utter objections
Decrepit gender corrections, performed on unwilling contestants
Mix the pussy cheese with the labia like cheddar and remnant
Giving credit to my cleaver for the cunts, I severed
Ripping shredded ripe beavers chew it up and ingest it
Slit muffs, I perfected the flavours, we'll recommended
Served raw fine sliced with excretion as dressing
Spreading beheaded sluts legs enjoying sloppy second
Eating out her dead ass like its the sweetest confection
Not to mention the other juicy wenches in my collection
Rotten 'till they're pretty enough to receive my erections attention
Pretentious fucks get their brain matter raped
Uneducated sluts defaced on videotape, reshaping the face, take ya eyes away
Update the interface, lubricate the eye sockets for my jizzum sprays
Embrace the vomitous spillage in new ways
Blacken ya vision with white dripping cock mayonnaise
Ya sticky dates for my drilling as ya life fades away
Raping cum slots in maggots and devil clay
Ya silence is golden, I prove it, pissing in ya mouth
Slice ya neck and hold you down for tryna make a sound
From violence, I'm swollen, decaying pussy keeps me aroused
Deep in ya pubic mound, cop my seminal fluid in huge amounts
Vomit abusive speaking from the putrid underground
Like a worm rising up to eat the carcass in burial grounds
My cocks inevitable hellbound without a doubt
Pornographic snuff gore rap that I'll rip ya colons out

[Verse 2: Cumblood]
Fuck ya anal (?) to the form of gloves [?]
Saturate colon [?] delivers
[?] when I fist fucking fishes
Your [?] witness to ya [?] rectal sickness
(?) cunt flaps [?] into ya anal gash
We'll fuck the psychopath, bashing the [?] snatch
[?] the glitters [?] I'll pull ya guts on my lap
My swollen cock is (?) with ya vomit to ya anal tract
Lubricating with saliva [?]
[?] factory dripping while I'm sleeping on ya [?]
The muscles awakens, raise the anus [?]
Your flesh [?] seed from this anal [?]
You hide the bush image the [?] twisted and [?]
It's a perfect competition from the [?] exhibition
Respectable ya plug by the backyard decision
The anal demolition cut my meat [?]
[?] carcass
We'll bring the [?] surgery of the [?]
[?] fuck the [?] asses
Interspecies [?] recreated by the butcher asses
Pussy mutilated in the (?) broken
Your twitching with a [?] emotion
The rectal [?]
While I'm filling ya mouth with my hairy cock is scrotum
With my flavour crop is the photo paper catalyst
I put the dog [?] the anal [?]
[?] congested tightest paralysis
With the scalpel protagonist is the butcher [?]
[?] analysis [?]
[?] ya open images
Leaving [?] infections to [?] damages, bitch