Luyện nghe bài hát Necropedophile

I was a man before I transformed
into this molester, deceased children
You have born, torn by my
The dead are not safe, the child corpse
I will

from the dead, complete satisfaction
I open the
Sick thoughts run through my head as I
At the dead, over and over, I can't
I the dead sex, licking her young, rotted orifice
I cum in her cold cunt, with ecstasy
for days straight I do the same
She becomes by dead, decayed child sex
her neck I hack, cutting the back
I use her mouth to

Here I cum, blood gushes
bleeding black
her disconnected
As I came, I cut, through her jugular vein
She's already dead, I with her severed head
My lubrication, her
Spending my life molesting dead

with infants
Curing heads on top of
boiling
Skin off of bones

The call

The voices are me
Buried dead I've infected
Call to me beyond their graves

I now pus
I bleed, the blood of the
I bleed on her livid
myself within
Beginning to chop through her crotch
Beyond we know as death
It haunts me
I the voice of every child
That lies to me decayed
A fresh corpse, to fill my infection
Tortured before death, no orifice left

Violated death
hole I infest
Anal pore spewing
The sacred I injest
Your dead child I