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Bare the coffin dig the body,

Scars of his flesh, cold and stiff,

Fuck the anus, grind the dead corpse,

Grab the knife, cut the head off.

Your sickness leads you,

A vast lust to cause suffering,

Spit on the chopped neck,

Spread the death, creep at night.

Suffocate him, drink all his blood,

Between the tombs, you butcher him,

Admire your exhibit of death

Murder is art, murder is lust.

The nail through the head of him,

Massacration of the dead body,

Disgusting smell of rotten ass,

Your necrosadistic tensions.

Consume the pieces of the corpse,

The cut neck is sprinkling cum,

A strength that runs inside you,

Kill the rapest, rape the dead.

Axe forced in the decayed head,

It is the ecstasy of killing,

Slay the remnant, dead molester,

You fell reborn.

Kill, fuck die,

Exhumed anal,

Suffer, torture, die,

The headless body makes you cum.

As the moon is getting black,

You sense the smell of buried rotten flesh,

Look at the graves that remain closed,

Smash them.

Full of hatred, full of cruelty,

The dead mass, anally exhumed,

A sense of cold and stiff skin,

As you slice his rotten body.

Anal exhumed,

Dead anus fuck,

Molest the dead,

Butcher.