The Flesh - Graveyard Bound | Текст песни

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Carnally insane-finding pleasure in a carcass
Morbidly in love-with a stench of rotting flesh
Ghastly fixation-on bodies' buried underground
Necromanticism-grotesque tasting lick of spleen

Unspeakable crimes perpetrated,by a psychopath seeks to the tombs, in horrid lust compelled by emotions ,sickly from derangement his love's not for the living,prepare to desecrate,trapped in a macabre viion of debauchery and repulsion absorbed by the lifeless eyes and the decadent,mangled bodies

Post mortem molestation,
death-obsessed deviation
corpsefucker-graveyard bound

A loving husband,father of four acknowledged and wealthy the abhorrent truth;A life of ambiquity

Writhing in arousal,as you fulfill your needs
the dead;So tantalizing,to your decrepit brain
moments of divine pleasure,poking into putrid skin
using every orifice,to complete your sodomy

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