Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Grave

[music - Ross
- Ross Sewage]

Exhumed, debauched and
My torpid has been sullied by your spunk
And I have played privy to your necrotic
You so enjoyed inhaling my decrepit
My organs and you delightfully assailed
Thrashing mound of de-activity
A lover you have found, six feet
from my skin the moist lividity

Torn the tomb for your lustful desire
My fouled viscera are what you
An union on a funeral pyre
A caseated carcass really lights your

A sickening under the sheets
The rigor mortis of can be hard
And the love we have made, from the grave I was laid
Rubbing your genitals in my lard
A liver and ensanguined gut
The erotic of this grumous mound
Embalming fluid and Y-cut
you on as my omentum you pound

Humiliated corpse, insults are
Penetrated rectum, no reconciled
Laid in a repose with a grisly
Used and abused, my defiled I'm a lover of the dead, as a corpse
share my bed, but your usefulness is bled
Back to the
had my sick fun, but now I am done, it's time for you to cum
Back to the
Our affair is through, I've no more use for you, you've your deathly dues
Back to the
shared death throes, but my love has decomposed, and now you will go
Back to the

Once you me
But now you'll go

"Death's Sweet Embrace" by S.C. McGrath]

Callously flaying skin, no cum-passion, I confess
Revealing and tendons to lasciviously caress
The of my dissection, a foetid mate at best

tugging at heart strings through a hole I tore in the chest

[solo: "Rending a Broken Heart" by L.d.

Employing a probing to penetrate the dry orifice
pus and masticating grume, I ram the ass with my fist
Be not distraught as your cadaver I drop, the of your lips I kiss
Thoroughly infested with maggots, your body has me such bliss

amour
Dead meat to
carcass
Cannot be
Back to the

Supple flesh, bleached with death
on my maggot eaten face
The cold touch of the dead (it has said)
Can inspire a necromantic
You partook in love and human
With my disinterred you were chuffed
But as I fall to near the end
My rottenness will a break-up

Sever my skull and I'll give you
About boudoir my limbs are spread
But your hunger for death now fed
This relationship is

I'm a lover of the dead, as a corpse share my bed, but your usefulness
is
Back to the
I've had my sick fun, but now I am done, time for you to cum
Back to the
Our affair is through, I've no more use for you, you've paid your dues
to the grave
We've shared throes, but my love has decomposed, and now you will go