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They say the eyes are the windows of the soulbut I love all the little dark holesin your BODY BAG.
Your little willie, he's oh, so pretty,and those titties, and those tittiesin the BODY BAG.
Nobody knows you and nobody wants to.
Willie's poised to dive into flesh,something tells me he will leave a messin the BODY BAG.
When we kiss my eyes are closed,my lips are full, I breathe through my nosein the BODY BAG.
Nobody knows you and nobody wants to.
See the children play in the mud,moulding balls of faces and bloodfrom the BODY BAG.
All praise for corporal flesh;the smell of love, the smell of deathfrom the BODY BAG.
Is it a womb or is it a tomb?A sac of water that's quiet and warm,a complex shape's beginning to form,on marble slabs you're flat on your back,all colours fall into the basic blackof the BODY BAG.
The creatures of earth are countless and strange,open your lips and tell me the nameof your BODY BAG.
All praise for corporal flesh.
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