Libidinous (a Pig with Cocks in Its Eyes) - Anaal Nathrakh

Who are you to judge, you arrogant, clueless fool?

We know in our hearts you lie

And we won’t accept your rules

Everything is sex

Trust instinct for the truth

A pig with cocks in its eyes

Masturbating to the end of the world

Tell me of the bastards (as my fingers probe the ditch)

Tell me of the wastrels (that I may stroke and twitch)

Tell me of the have-nots (Spritz deinen Hass in mein gesicht)

Tell me of my fellow man (flowing forth in orgasmic bliss)

We do not need facts

You cannot tell us truths

Seething onanistic torment

The trusting force of youth

Everything is sex

Trust instinct for the truth

A pig with cocks in its eyes

Masturbating to the end of the world

Tell me of the bastards (as my fingers probe the ditch)

Tell me of the wastrels (that I may stroke and twitch)

Tell me of the have-nots (Spritz deinen Hass in mein gesicht)

Tell me of my fellow man (flowing forth in orgasmic bliss)

A pig with cocks in its eyes

Masturbating to the end of the world

Tell me of the bastards (as my fingers probe the ditch)

Tell me of the wastrels (that I may stroke and twitch)

Tell me of the have-nots (Spritz deinen Hass in mein gesicht)

Tell me of my fellow man (flowing forth in orgasmic bliss)

A pig with cocks in its eyes

Masturbating to the end of the world