Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Grave

[music - Sewage]
[lyrics - Sewage]

Exhumed, debauched and
My torpid flesh has been by your spunk
And I have played privy to your necrotic
You so inhaling my decrepit funk
My organs and entrails you assailed
mound of thoracic de-activity
A lover you found, six feet down
from my skin the moist lividity

Torn from the for your lustful desire
My fouled viscera are you admire
An unholy union on a pyre
A caseated carcass really your fire

A treat under the sheets
The rigor of love can be hard
And the love that we have made, the grave I was laid
Rubbing your genitals in my congealing
A liver and ensanguined gut
The erotic of this grumous mound
Embalming fluid and morticians
you on as my omentum you pound

Humiliated corpse, are compiled
Penetrated rectum, no reconciled
Laid in a with a grisly smile
Used and abused, my defiled I'm a lover of the dead, as a corpse
share my bed, but your usefulness is bled
Back to the
I've had my fun, but now I am done, it's time for you to cum
to the grave
Our affair is through, no more use for you, you've paid your deathly dues
Back to the
We've shared death throes, but my love has decomposed, and now you go
Back to the

you needed me
But now go solo

"Death's Sweet Embrace" by S.C. McGrath]

Callously flaying your skin, no cum-passion, I
Revealing muscles and tendons to caress
The object of my dissection, a foetid at best

tugging at heart strings through a hole I tore in the chest

[solo: "Rending a Heart" by L.d. Muerte]

a probing tool to penetrate the dry orifice
Grinding pus and grume, I ram the ass with my fist
Be not distraught as your cadaver I drop, the remains of lips I kiss
Thoroughly with maggots, your body has brought me such bliss

amour
Dead meat to
Putrid
be saved
Back to the

Supple white flesh, bleached death
Masturbate on my maggot eaten
The cold touch of the (it has been said)
Can inspire a necromantic
You partook in love and human
With my disinterred you were chuffed
But as I fall to pieces the end
My rottenness will force a

Sever my skull and give you head
About your boudoir my limbs are
But with your for death now fed
This relationship is

I'm a lover of the dead, as a corpse you'll share my bed, but your
is
Back to the
had my sick fun, but now I am done, it's time for you to cum
Back to the
Our affair is through, I've no more use for you, you've paid your dues
to the grave
We've shared throes, but my love has decomposed, and now you will go