| Song | Snowballing Blood |
| Artist | Defleshed |
| Album | Fast Forward |
| I come to see them cum | |
| While crawling the mud and snowballing blood | |
| Imaginations | |
| I design A consitution divine close to prostitution | |
| They come in two | |
| I know they'll do, 'cause | |
| I've asked them to | |
| Join me for a coin | |
| Imaginations | |
| I design It's like a constitution of memories divine | |
| And then at last it's going fast | |
| Take it in the mouth give it to the next the blood is running south being over-sexed | |
| When I intrude, am | |
| I being rude ? | |
| But to be nice is what | |
| I despise |