Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Subjects For Songs??

Fasciolopsiasis ~ largest intestinal flukes in humans.


Maple Syrup Urine Disease (sure it's not shit, but it could possibly fit in the scat metal genre.

Maceration (maybe something involving either babies or your mom.... DK: "Infantile Maceration, Macerated Fetus."

......more to come.......

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Anal Cockroach Problem

Music: David Ko & Harris Hancock
Lyrics: David Ko & Harris Hancock
Edits by Jack Wright in brackets


Jenny was the hottest girl in class
Encountered a special breed of roach
A roach that lives in ass
Of disgust beyond reproach
[Omit]I scream the following phrase [/Omit]

COCK ASS ROACH

Now she shits in front of a webcam
for all freak freaks to see
But there's not a thick enough anal dam
for her ass to be sexy to me

(Solo: DK)

Now some say 12 year olds are much too young to date
Some have never met me
But even I would never date her
for fear her roaches may migrate

Ass to ass, cheek to cheek
roaches grow bigger, week by week
Bathing in shit, engorged on flesh
Jenn's outlook is ass roach bleak

For all my blustry words, I must confess
her doey eyes, they drew me in
I could not resist her insectile turds
Only roaches remain, a testament to my sin

Birthing Maggots

Music: DK
Lyrics: Jack Wright (during Dave's 24th bday at Sudwerks, getting progressively drunker and writing on a napkin so don't go expecting Shakespear)


Squirming deep within you
Feel it devouring your life
Nothing left but rotting flesh

Your [undecipherable] ~ing pool of gore
Festering life growing [unknown word]
Devoured by all that you fear
Brought to life by a fucking whore

Birthing Maggots
Eating their way
Through your cuuuuuuunt
Birthing Maggots
Nothing left but
Birthing Maggots

Larger they're [unknown word] within your womb
Devouring you from the inside
Routing deep within your cunt
Until they erupt in a tower of blood


[Yeeeaaahhhh, probably not the best thing I've ever written. Just thought I'd include it].

Fecal Vomit

Music: Unwritten
Lyrics: Jack Wright and David Ko


I've never felt this way before
This feeling is so new
A sensation within my heart
And with you, it just grew

How can I tell you
This feeling is hard to explain
Anticipation, a little fear
Mixed with a tiny hint of pain

It's never happened to me before
No longer can it lie dormit
It's not about my love for you
No, it's FECAL VOMIT!

Pouring from my mouth
Rancid chyme erupting forth
Fecal Vomit
Fecal Vomit

Grotesque contortions from a bloated gut
Straining shit through bloodied teeth
Fecal Vomit
Fecal Vomit

Exploding distended intestinal agony
Impacted bowels, dear god fuck me
Fecal Vomit
Fecal Vomit

Out my nose and
Out my eyes
Can't hold it in
Won't even try

My death is nigh
The end is near
Mouth full shit
My own worst fear

Fecal Vomit (Repeat until end of song)

Thursday, January 21, 2010

04:27:29 PM) david: god, why is my internet so slow? Signed, david.
(04:27:59 PM) Bryan: P.S. do you think susie likes me? Circle yes or no
(04:28:34 PM) david: P.P.S. Do angels have dicks? Just wondering
(04:29:29 PM) Bryan: P.P.P.S. deliver me from my rank foot odor, for the Love of You

Monday, September 14, 2009

Acid Blood Fecal Matter

time signature: 4/4, bpm: 200+, eight-note dominated riffing/vocals
2 measures per line

feasting on razor blades, voluntary and willing

chewing on black steel for a neatly painted smile
sliced throat severed tongue, twisted stomach turning
internal organs melting in bile

acid blood fecal matter, julienned inside
digesting yourself, nourished from within
acid blood fecal matter, liquefied inside
vomiting yourself, expelled from within

lacerated intestines, coagulated hemorrhage
solution of blood and feces, internal carnage
cleanse your bowels, secrete the waste, force the feces outward
ejection of blood and feces, desecrated biohazard sewage

( Guitar / Bass / Drum / Keyboard Solo )

acid blood fecal matter, julienned inside
digesting yourself, nourished from within
acid blood fecal matter, liquefied inside
vomiting yourself, expelled from within

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Another shit-tastic dream

I'm not sure what this dream was inspired by... Maybe it is the all the scat metal getting to my head.

I'm standing in a barren room. The room reminds me of a room you might find in an old Spanish mission. White, uneven plaster-ish walls... a little dirty. However, in this particular room, there is a trash chute of sorts in the corner, dug into the ground. An absolutely filthy tunnel running straight down, maybe two feet in diameter, filled with composting waste typical of your average back-alley dumpster. Peering into the tunnel, the tunnel drops at least a hundred feet before you can begin to see the dumpster waste floating in water.

Bryan decides it would be a good idea to explore the tunnel. He fills it with water until the water/garbage level rises to within about 10 feet of the entrance and he jumps in. The water level drops, and Bryan disappears into the tunnel.

When it's my turn, I decide I'll just jump into the tunnel when the waterlevel is still a hundred foot drop away. However, as I peer into the tunnel, I see that it is clogged with shit just a couple feet away from the mouth. So naturally, I grab the nearest canteloupe and begin beating the shit out of the clog with it until the clog releases its shitty hold and falls into the tunnel.

I strip down into the nude in a nearby room and jump into the tunnel. As I fall, the tunnel turns into a water-park style tube slide of shit. I fly, careening this way and that at high speeds, flying past pieces of other people's long forgotten refuse for several minutes before I pop out at an unknown location, possibly miles away.

Then I wake up and find myself COVERED IN FECES!!!!

Or not. I gotta go take a shit now.