Born in a Casket

Enter the crypts of hell, to impregnate the dead Fresh burial sight, my hunger grows tonight Undying lust for cadaverous molestation Sights of death building my sensations Ferocious need for decomposing bodies Sex with the dead now I must breed Within the stiff corpse planting my seed The taste of formaldehyde, smell of the rot Suck out the goo, feast on her crotch Raging fires of hell, burning through my soul My love for a dead fuck, I cannot control The child soon will rise, all evil will survive Birth through death The newborn needs a feast, its mother is the meal Chomping on her flesh, his teeth tearing her skin I love to fuck the dead, demons in my head Tearing at my brain Bleeding sores beginning to stench While you lick the festering stump Green infection discharging pus Devour the putrid afterbirth Sex with the dead now I must breed Within the stiff corpse planting my seed The taste of formaldehyde, smell of the rot Suck out the goo, feast on her crotch