I love to fuck the dead, demons in my head
Birth through death
Ferocious need for decomposing bodies
Tearing at my brain
Sights of death building my sensations
Sex with the dead now I must breed
Sex with the dead, now I must breed
The taste of formaldehyde, smell of the rot
Within the stiff corpse planting my seed
The taste of formaldehyde, smell of the rot
Devour the putrid afterbirth
Suck out the goo, feast on her crotch
Green infection discharging pus
My love for a dead fuck, I cannot control
Bleeding sores beginning to stench
Raging fires of hell, burning through my soul
The child soon will rise, all evil will survive
Within the stiff corpse planting my seed
The newborn needs a feast, it's mother is the meal
Chomping on her flesh, his teeth tearing her skin
Undying lust for cadaverous molestation
While you lick the festering stump
