They call me a creeping oozing son of a bitch Because the smell of infection gets me stiff I pound visions of perfection Using my fists just to get my erection They think it's gonna stop but it's only getting worse As she starts to choke upon her bile Just a few more times my darling Your thoat's about to split From all the built up-bile That is now filling it Thats right, just let it out The bile burns your mouth The stomach acid corrodes your teeth There is no doubt Jeez I love that smell So I rejoice in it Watching the blood drip from her ass Is a sight not to be missed I fist them till they're sick I fist them til they're sick