Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Back To The Grave , by - Impaled. Song from the album The Dead Still Dead Remain, in the genre МеталRelease date: 31.12.2012
Record label: Willowtip
Song language: English
Back To The Grave |
| Exhumed, debauched and consumed |
| My torpid flesh has been sullied by your spunk |
| And I have played privy to your necrotic whimsy |
| You so enjoyed inhaling my decrepit funk |
| My organs and entrails you delightfully assailed |
| Thrashing mound of thoracic de-activity |
| A lover you have found, six feet down |
| Licking from my skin the moist lividity |
| Torn from the tomb for your lustful desire |
| My fouled viscera are what you admire |
| An unholy union on a funeral pyre |
| A caseated carcass really lights your fire |
| A sickening treat under the sheets |
| The rigor mortis of love can be hard |
| And the love that we have made, from the grave I was laid |
| Rubbing your genitals in my congealing lard |
| A glistening liver and ensanguined gut |
| The erotic intestines of this grumous mound |
| Embalming fluid and morticians Y-cut |
| Turn you on as my omentum you pound |
| Humiliated corpse, insults are compiled |
| Penetrated rectum, no guilt reconciled |
| Laid in a repose with a grisly smile |
| Used and abused, my existence defiled I’m a lover of the dead, as a corpse |
| You’ll share my bed, but your usefulness is bled |
| Back to the grave |
| I’ve had my sick fun, but now I am done, it’s time for you to cum |
| Back to the grave |
| Our affair is through, I’ve no more use for you, you’ve paid your deathly dues |
| Back to the grave |
| We’ve shared death throes, but my love has decomposed, and now you will go |
| Back to the grave |
| Once you needed me |
| But now you’ll go solo |
| (solo: «Death's Sweet Embrace» by S.C. McGrath) |
| Callously flaying your skin, no cum-passion, I confess |
| Revealing muscles and tendons to lasciviously caress |
| The object of my dissection, a foetid mate at best |
| Relentlessly tugging at heart strings through a hole I tore in the chest |
| (solo: «Rending a Broken Heart» by L.d. Muerte) |
| Employing a probing tool to penetrate the dry orifice |
| Grinding pus and masticating grume, I ram the ass with my fist |
| Be not distraught as your cadaver I drop, the remains of your lips I kiss |
| Thoroughly infested with maggots, your body has brought me such bliss |
| Sanguine amour |
| Dead meat to crave |
| Putrid carcass |
| Cannot be saved |
| Back to the grave |
| Supple white flesh, bleached with death |
| Masturbate on my maggot eaten face |
| The cold touch of the dead (it has been said) |
| Can inspire a necromantic craze |
| You partook in love and human remains |
| With my disinterred body you were chuffed |
| But as I fall to pieces near the end |
| My rottenness will force a break-up |
| Sever my skull and I’ll give you head |
| About your boudoir my limbs are spread |
| But with your hunger for death now fed |
| This relationship is dead |
| I’m a lover of the dead, as a corpse you’ll share my bed, but your usefulness |
| Is bled |
| Back to the grave |
| I’ve had my sick fun, but now I am done, it’s time for you to cum |
| Back to the grave |
| Our affair is through, I’ve no more use for you, you’ve paid your deathly dues |
| Back to the grave |
| We’ve shared death throes, but my love has decomposed, and now you will go |