Necrophilia (GBH cover)

Make love to you your eyes are closed Your body is rotting it's decomposed Your hair straggled in a spider's web... You're dead No remorse... Screw the corpse Your clothes are in a state of decay Just like you they're thrown away Your body's filled with lava flies Why oh why did you have to die? I come and see you every night Unlike my girl you don't put up a fight I'm close to you, put flowers on your womb... Cause I was born in your womb.