Necrophiliac Lust

I desire for the dead

For the cold body blue

A love for the rotten youth

Inside the grave lies my truth

This growing sickness takes me beyond

I'm lost in my carnal ways

Dead call pounds my head

The Hell I've built around me

(I have) no wish to remain sane

My desire takes me there

Under nightly moon

My love for the rotten youth

My soul dwells in sickness

The dead force me to carry on

It haunts me, their calling, it burns me - necrophiliac lust

It haunts me, dead calling, it burns me - psychopathic lust

It burns me - necrophiliac lust

Dead calling - psychopathic lust

Now bleed for me whores

Bleed for the death and life

I'm losing my soul

This very night - I've become whole

Bleed for me whores

Bleed as only you can

I'm losing my soul

This very night - I've become whole

I see a mirage amongst the tombstones

My lust for the dead can't be controlled

Their bodies await me, this I know

A hellish fiend amidst the stones

I'm hacking through the coffin wood

These whores can't reject me

Hallucinations - I'm painting their horror

Their flesh is my canvas

The dead whisper my name

With lust and perversions

A cold grip of the shovel

Takes me much closer

To you...

I desire for the dead

In the light of the moon

A love for the rotten youth

Inside this Hell I feel like god

This growing sickness takes me beyond

So now my visits last longer

I lay among their flesh and bones

I love the stench, I love the smell

I'm hacking through the coffin wood

The urge burns my soul

Necrophiliac lust