Unsound - Exhumed

Casket lies waiting for you to rot inside

Life at last is over, so long since you have died

Cadaver lying wasted, blood has dried to black

Passed beyond the veil, never coming back

Decrepit and decayed

But I just can’t keep away

Bed the dead to satisfy

Unsound urges undenied

Driven by demented lust

Exhuming for a rotten fuck

Funeral home, no resting place, when I make my rounds

Corpses I inseminate beneath the burial grounds

Cold and stiff and putrid, I go down with the worms

But I’m the only one to rise again, the maggots in your squirm

Don’t close the casket door

I’m coming back for more

Bed the dead to satisfy

Unsound urges undenied

Driven by demented lust

Exhuming for a rotten fuck

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