Here in this crypt, I'm happy as a pig in shit
I'll never tire of my little graveyard games
I dig my fingers into graveworm ridden flesh
Rot softened skin gives way to me at my slightest touch...
I close my eyes
I breathe the acrid stench
I penetrate her parchment skin,as maggots writhe upon my swollen sin
I creep in again
I need sweet release
Oh, the ecstasy these necrotic pleasures bring...
And once they die, I push inside
They'd say I'm sick If they knew of my predilections
Id say they're right, but hey, I guess that's more for me.
Congealing liquids pool around my filthy knees
As I thrust into this rotten meat, foul object of my needs
I close my eyes
I breathe the acrid stench
I penetrate her parchment skin as maggots writhe upon my swollen sin
I creep in again
I need sweet release
Oh, the ecstasy these necrotic pleasures bring
And once they die, I come alive
...Alive