| Song | Immaculate Defecation |
| Artist | Impaled |
| Album | Dead Shall Dead Remain |
| 作曲 : McGraht | |
| The colon explodes with diarrheal sepsis | |
| Anal leakage ecstactically shed | |
| A stenching mass of post-bolal rot | |
| Corn laced reeking ano-gastric snot | |
| Your skivvies besmirched with foetid mung | |
| Liquid viscous, peanut dotted dung | |
| Your rectum protrudes from its now swollen rim | |
| Your diapers are filled to the brim | |
| Virgophrenic ass | |
| Through which the sludge is passed | |
| Colypeptic chyme | |
| It always hurts the first time | |
| Defecate, remove the dregs | |
| Terminal colorrhagia | |
| With an afterbirth of chyle | |
| Saponaceous foam | |
| To you lips, bring a smile [solo: "Manual Deinstallation of Ordure from Partially Decrepit Bungs" by L.d. Muerte] | |
| Table manners lacking in grace | |
| Your fingers used to stuff your face | |
| Your breech still emitting rancorous poo | |
| Pour another bowl of butthole stew | |
| Your anus wiped clean with antiseptic pads | |
| Depuration of faegalical clots | |
| Powdered with talc, your bilge takes on a pallor | |
| Decrepitation, a sickening false alarm | |
| Digested pablum disposed of with haste | |
| Bursting at the seams, a bag full of waste | |
| Decontaminated, to try and make amends | |
| You're bound to fill your trousers again |
| zuò qǔ : McGraht | |
| The colon explodes with diarrheal sepsis | |
| Anal leakage ecstactically shed | |
| A stenching mass of postbolal rot | |
| Corn laced reeking anogastric snot | |
| Your skivvies besmirched with foetid mung | |
| Liquid viscous, peanut dotted dung | |
| Your rectum protrudes from its now swollen rim | |
| Your diapers are filled to the brim | |
| Virgophrenic ass | |
| Through which the sludge is passed | |
| Colypeptic chyme | |
| It always hurts the first time | |
| Defecate, remove the dregs | |
| Terminal colorrhagia | |
| With an afterbirth of chyle | |
| Saponaceous foam | |
| To you lips, bring a smile solo: " Manual Deinstallation of Ordure from Partially Decrepit Bungs" by L. d. Muerte | |
| Table manners lacking in grace | |
| Your fingers used to stuff your face | |
| Your breech still emitting rancorous poo | |
| Pour another bowl of butthole stew | |
| Your anus wiped clean with antiseptic pads | |
| Depuration of faegalical clots | |
| Powdered with talc, your bilge takes on a pallor | |
| Decrepitation, a sickening false alarm | |
| Digested pablum disposed of with haste | |
| Bursting at the seams, a bag full of waste | |
| Decontaminated, to try and make amends | |
| You' re bound to fill your trousers again |