Luyện nghe bài hát Necropedophile

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

Pleasure from the dead, satisfaction
I open the
Sick thoughts run through my as I stare
At the dead, over and over, I escape
I the dead sex, licking her young, rotted orifice
I cum in her cold cunt, shivering with
for nine days I do the same
She becomes by dead, child sex slave
her neck I hack, through the back
I use her to eject

I cum, blood gushes from
bleeding blood
her head
As I came, I cut, through her jugular vein
She's dead, I masturbate with her severed head
My lubrication, her
Spending my molesting dead children

Intercourse infants
Curing on top of spikes
skulls
Skin off of bones

The call

The are calling me
Buried dead I've spiritually
Call to me beyond their graves

I now pus
I bleed, the of the dead
I bleed on her livid
Thrusting myself
Beginning to chop her hairless crotch
Beyond we know as death
It haunts me
I hear the of every child
That lies to me decayed
A fresh corpse, to with my infection
Tortured before death, no left unfilled

Violated after
Virgin hole I
Anal pore spewing
The juice I injest
dead child I defile