Rotting communion

[Verse 1] Dig her from the coffin, split skin wide, F**k her in the grave while the worms inside, Bite off her n****e, chew that meat, Meth-smoke preacher with a c****e to eat. C*m in her gut then scoop it with hands, Spread it on her ribs like the gospel commands, Chew on the tongue, spit teeth like wine, Backwoods sermon on a body divine. Rust blade carving through the belly fat, B***d on my lips where the scripture sat, Virgin no more, she a feast for the cult, We f**k and we eat, Burlap result. ⸻ [Hook] Eat the flesh, f**k the d**d, Drink the b***d where the angels bled, C*m in the grave, feast and breed, Burlap gospel is the demon creed. Eat the flesh, f**k the d**d, Rotten communion in a coffin bed, Meth-smoke choir, cut and feed, Backwoods Christ plant no seed. ⸻ [Verse 2] Gnaw on her thigh, marrow drip sweet, Preach with her femur like a pulpit seat, Skull cracked open, I sip the brain, Meth-lab Christ with a hunger insane. C*m in the cavity, eat that stew, Rot in the mouth with a flavor true, C**k in her jaw when the hinges snap, Burlap’s gospel is the necro trap. Piss on the grave, lick the dirt, F**k her decay ‘til the rot turns hurt, C******l preacher, cut and bite, Feast in the coffin through the endless night. ⸻ [Hook] Eat the flesh, f**k the d**d, Drink the b***d where the angels bled, C*m in the grave, feast and breed, Burlap gospel is the demon creed. Eat the flesh, f**k the d**d, Rotten communion in a coffin bed, Meth-smoke choir, cut and feed, Backwoods Christ plant no seed. ⸻ [Verse 3] Suck on her fingers, rot in my teeth, Carve my sermon in the skin beneath, Asshole split, worms crawl free, Still I f**k the c****e ‘cause the cult want me. C*m on her face, maggots squirm, Lick the rot like a holy term, Stomach torn open, ribs exposed, Burlap gospel forever imposed. Trailer full of bodies, feast on the pile, F**k ‘em and eat ‘em with a preacher smile, Meth smoke gospel, b***d on the page, C******l hymns in the Burlap rage. ⸻ [Bridge] : “Chew the flesh, drink the sin, f**k the rot, let death begin…” “Rotten wine, holy feast, Burlap Christ the backwoods priest…” Eat her heart, f**k her grave, Rotten communion is the gift I gave, Meth smoke gospel, b***d and seed, Backwoods cult with a demon creed. Chew the hymns, swallow prayer, C*m on the altar, rot everywhere, No god left, no soul to save, Burlap forever in the feast of the grave.