Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Grave

[music - Sewage]
- Ross Sewage]

Exhumed, and consumed
My flesh has been sullied by your spunk
And I have privy to your necrotic whimsy
You so enjoyed inhaling my funk
My organs and entrails you delightfully
Thrashing of thoracic de-activity
A lover you have found, six feet
Licking from my skin the lividity

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

A sickening under the sheets
The rigor of love can be hard
And the love that we have made, from the I was laid
Rubbing your genitals in my congealing
A liver and ensanguined gut
The intestines of this grumous mound
Embalming fluid and morticians
you on as my omentum you pound

Humiliated corpse, insults are
Penetrated rectum, no reconciled
Laid in a repose a grisly smile
and abused, my existence defiled 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 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 your 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 go solo

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

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

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

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

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

Sanguine
Dead meat to
Putrid
be saved
Back to the

Supple white flesh, with death
Masturbate on my maggot face
The cold touch of the dead (it has said)
Can inspire a craze
You partook in love and remains
With my disinterred you were chuffed
But as I fall to near the end
My rottenness will force a

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

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
to the grave
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