Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Grave

[music - Ross
- Ross Sewage]

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

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

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

corpse, insults are compiled
Penetrated rectum, no reconciled
in a repose with a grisly smile
Used and abused, my existence I'm a lover of the dead, as a corpse
you'll my bed, but your usefulness is bled
Back to the
I've had my sick fun, but now I am done, it's 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 shared throes, but my love has decomposed, and now you will go
to the grave

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 lasciviously
The object of my dissection, a foetid at best

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

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

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

Sanguine
Dead to crave
Putrid
Cannot be
Back to the

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

Sever my skull and give you head
About your my limbs are spread
But your hunger for death now fed
This is dead

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