18 Days

Dead decayed now in the cold ground You can't hear me And I'm screaming your name Why have you gone Away from me Away to the grave Now it is empty This soul of mine I have been chosen to murder the living I have been chosen to kill you slowly It grips me, the sickness that now dwells The brutal hacking motion of my knife blade Your young wife is now killed by my hand To entomb and unearth in 18 days I will fuck the decayed The stench of the open grave The corpse calls my name On my cock a pus-filled cunt Leaks my juice down her throat You're dead decayed now In the cold ground Ripening You're dead decayed now In the cold ground Wait for me You're dead decayed now In the cold ground Ripening You're dead decayed now In the cold ground Ripe for me