no lust on this mortal earth haunts my thoughts like you, beneath the dirt with spade and knife i force my way inside, one last time
my fantasy most morbid between the rotting gravestones we shall dance like we once did i long to hold your cadaver in the dark i want to feel how empty you are!
a hollow vessel to satisfy my dark needs! i pull the wedding dress far beneath your knees my love so unclean all you are to me is a dead womb to waste my seed!
no lust on this mortal earth haunts my thoughts like you, beneath the dirt
with spade and knife i force my way inside, one last time a graveyard romance my fantasy most morbid between the rotting gravestones we shall dance like we once did
as you were in life so shall you be in death always too eager to open your legs a feast for the maggots, veins void of blood oh the familiar stench of death and of cum
death
i long to feel your touch once more i long to feel your touch once more
once more
a fleshly void, so dead to my touch it appears i have mistaken compassion for lust as you were in life so shall you be in death always too eager to open your legs!
as you were in life so shall you be in death always too eager to open your legs