Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Grave

[music - Sewage]
- Ross Sewage]

Exhumed, and consumed
My torpid flesh has been sullied by spunk
And I have privy to your necrotic whimsy
You so enjoyed my decrepit funk
My and entrails you delightfully assailed
Thrashing mound of thoracic
A lover you have found, six down
Licking from my the moist lividity

Torn from the tomb for your desire
My fouled viscera are you admire
An unholy union on a pyre
A caseated carcass really lights your

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

Humiliated corpse, are compiled
Penetrated rectum, no guilt
Laid in a repose with a smile
Used and abused, my existence 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 paid deathly dues
Back to the
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 flaying skin, no cum-passion, I confess
muscles and tendons to lasciviously caress
The of my dissection, a foetid mate at best

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

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

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

amour
Dead meat to
carcass
Cannot be
Back to the

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

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

I'm a lover of the dead, as a you'll share my bed, but your usefulness
is
to the grave
I've had my fun, but now I am done, it's time for you to cum
Back to the
Our affair is through, I've no 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