Lletres:
Cattle Decapitation Constipation Camp

With a hose No one will ever find you The smell of your carrion hangs low in the street Weeks of returning to relax in the meat Butchery/morgue meets

With a hose No one will ever find you The smell of your carrion hangs low in the street Weeks of returning to relax in the meat Butchery/morgue meets