Audial Assault: Snowballing Blood - Defleshed

I come

To see them cum

While crawling the mud

And snowballing blood

Imaginations I design

A consitution divine

Close to prostitution

They come in two

I know they’ll do, 'cause I’ve asked them to

Join me for a coin

Imaginations I design

It’s like a constitution

Of memories divine

And then at last

It’s going fast

Take it in the mouth

Give it to the next

The blood is running south

Being over-sexed

When I intrude, am I being rude?

But to be nice is what I despise