Love Surgery - Gwar

Your flesh is insignificant…

Still you drag yourself here on bloody stumps

I recreate you amputate you

You defile my womb

hahahahahaha

However weak it still appealing

Sights to send senses reeling

To see your nipples stripped from you

Tossed into my human stew

That’s why you came to me…

You were begging for love surgery

It’s the way — the way its got to be It’s called love surgery

Punks and priest, yeah they’re all in there

A beggars bludgeoned with their shinwear

Bubbling cauldron choked with ichor

Well I must think of something sicker

Anticipate the nipple rape

Dish is almost done

The child has died, he must be fried

You humans are the same inside

Now the cauldron starts to boil

I can feel my anus heave

The undergarment start to soil

And now I know its time to leave

When a demi-God blows bloody sperm

It does not stop, it starts to worm

And you shall achieve a maggot spunge-hole effect

Ohhh Scary