Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Grave

[music - Ross
[lyrics - Sewage]

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

Torn from the tomb for your desire
My viscera are what you admire
An unholy union on a funeral
A caseated carcass lights your fire

A sickening treat under the
The mortis of love can be hard
And the love that we made, from the grave I was laid
Rubbing your genitals in my lard
A glistening liver and gut
The erotic of this grumous mound
Embalming fluid and morticians
Turn you on as my omentum you

Humiliated corpse, insults are
Penetrated rectum, no guilt
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
Back to the
had my sick fun, but now I am done, it's time for you to cum
Back to the
Our is through, I've no more use for you, you've paid your deathly dues
to the grave
We've 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 your skin, no cum-passion, I confess
Revealing muscles and tendons to 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 tool 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 remains of your I kiss
Thoroughly infested with maggots, body has brought me such bliss

Sanguine
meat to crave
Putrid
be saved
Back to the

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

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

I'm a of the dead, as a corpse you'll share my bed, but your usefulness
is
to the grave
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
Back to the
We've shared death throes, but my love has decomposed, and now you go