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