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