Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Grave

[music - Ross
[lyrics - Ross

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

Torn from the tomb for lustful desire
My fouled are what you admire
An unholy on a funeral pyre
A caseated really lights your fire

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

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

you needed me
But now go solo

[solo: "Death's Sweet Embrace" by S.C.

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

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

[solo: "Rending a Heart" by L.d. Muerte]

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
infested with maggots, your body has brought me such bliss

Sanguine
Dead to crave
carcass
Cannot be
Back to the

white flesh, bleached with death
Masturbate on my maggot eaten
The touch of the dead (it has been said)
Can a necromantic craze
You partook in love and remains
With my disinterred you were chuffed
But as I to pieces near the end
My rottenness will a break-up

Sever my skull and I'll you head
About your boudoir my limbs are
But with hunger for death now fed
relationship is dead

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