Pathological Frolic

from Blasphemy Made Flesh by Cryptopsy

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Who is this Geoffrey?
All I see is this cold cadaver
Why is this Geoffrey
lying in puddles of pus on a gurney?
Tell me of this Geoffrey,
this boy with a noose around his neck;
More about Geoffrey:
why is he wearing his mother’s bra?
How old was Geoffrey?
At a guess, I’d say
about twelve or thirteen;
He died accidentally
from auto-erotic asphyxiation;
He’d been masturbating…
our little stiff still has one on
and it’s been one week!
The resurrection men
took their sweet time
Cross-dressed fruit:
what a way to die!
Now he’s ours:
the apple of our eve;
Fetch the dead sphincter:
cold green meat
How did his ass taste?
Tender and sweet…
And then we fucked it…

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from Blasphemy Made Flesh, released November 25, 1994

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Cryptopsy is an influential extreme metal band from Montreal, Quebec, Canada. For over 20 years, they have sculpted and pushed the boundaries of their metal genre.

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