Morbid Lust

Sepulchral Whispers in the Night

So Silent , So Cold

Carried by a Funeral Wind

Seductive hellish Desires

Her Carnal Tombvoice haunts Me still

As I Enter the City of Death

Her Lifeless Breath

Restless Morbid Lust

In a Coffin Lies my Beauty

Alone and Awake... Waiting for Me

Dressed Only in White Silk

The Ravenous Grim and Those Black Eyes of Yours

Your Bluish for Me to hold

My Flesh hunger for the tombworld

For a Kiss of your Cold Lips

Cold Steel... My Veins are open

In a Cold forgotten Mausoleum

Where only the Funeral Wind blows

Where only Death and Grief blooms

Finally My Flesh and Bloodlife Ends