"I squeeze pus from your delicate body
So soft, so cold, so rotten...
...Oh, what a romance"
Through the dark hallways of the cellar
I approach my nest of love
A lust is raging inside of me
Drooling, I enter the cold-room
Sniff the putrid reek
Necrophelia - awake in me
Lovesick and horny, I remove the shroud
Ice cold mistress, I will penetrate
Seduction of the dead - My hunger must be fed
Orgasmic convulsions
Cum is pumping
Sprawling, slab jism
Warming up the corpse
My semen is dripping from the stiff
As I prepare my leather whip
I lash the corpse 'til I erect
But this is just the foreplay
Decomposing and still, you recieve my fill
Cold, starring stiff - heading for extacy
Seduction of the dead...
My spawn is sprawling inside the dead body
As I prepare a private autopsy
I know your heart is finally mine
As my tongue tickles the empty vessels
Avulsion and ablation, now beyond recognition
Piece by piece, I will devour
Seduction of the dead
My hunger must be fed
Seduction of the dead
The seed has been spread...
"...Next bitch!!"
