Luyện nghe bài hát Necropedophile

I was once a man before I
into molester, freshly deceased children
You have born, torn by my
The dead are not safe, the lifeless child
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 can't
I begin the dead sex, licking her young, orifice
I cum in her cold cunt, with ecstasy
for nine days I do the same
She becomes by dead, decayed sex slave
her I hack, cutting through the back
I use her mouth to

Here I cum, blood from
black blood
her head
As I came, viciously I cut, her jugular vein
She's already dead, I with her severed head
My lubrication, her
my life molesting dead children

Intercourse with
heads on top of spikes
boiling
Skin sliding off of

The voices

The voices are me
Buried I've spiritually infected
to me from beyond their graves

I now pus
I bleed, the of the dead
I bleed on her skin
myself within
Beginning to chop through her hairless
Beyond we know as death
It haunts me
I the voice of every child
That next to me decayed
A corpse, to fill with my infection
Tortured before death, no left unfilled

after death
Virgin I infest
Anal pore cess
The sacred juice I
Your child I defile