Luyện nghe bài hát Necropedophile

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

Pleasure the dead, complete satisfaction
I the coffin
thoughts run through my head as I stare
At the dead, over and over, I escape
I begin the dead sex, licking her young, rotted
I cum in her cold cunt, shivering with
for nine days I do the same
She by dead, decayed child sex slave
her I hack, cutting through the back
I use her to eject

Here I cum, gushes from
bleeding blood
her head
As I came, viciously I cut, through her vein
She's already dead, I with her severed head
My lubrication, her
Spending my life dead children

Intercourse with
Curing on top of spikes
skulls
Skin sliding off of

The call

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

I now pus
I bleed, the blood of the
I bleed on her livid
Thrusting within
Beginning to through her hairless crotch
what we know as death
It me everyday
I hear the voice of child
That lies next to me
A corpse, to fill with my infection
Tortured before death, no orifice left

after death
Virgin hole I
pore spewing cess
The juice I injest
dead child I defile