Born In A Casket

Enter the crypts of hell, to impregnate the dead

Fresh burial sight, my hunger grows tonight

Undying lust for cadaverous molestation

Sights of death building my sensations



Sex with the dead now I must breed

Within the stiff corpse planting my seed

The taste of formaldehyde, smell of the rot

Suck out the goo, feast on her crotch



Raging fires of hell, burning through my soul

My love for a dead fuck, I cannot control

The child soon will rise, all evil will survive

Birth through death



The newborn needs a feast, its mother is the meal

Chomping on her flesh, his teeth tearing her skin

I love to fuck the dead, demons in my head

Tearing at my brain



Bleeding sores beginning to stench

While you lick the festering stump

Green infection discharging pus

Devour the putrid afterbirth



Sex with the dead now I must breed

Within the stiff corpse planting my seed

The taste of formaldehyde, smell of the rot

Suck out the goo, feast on her crotch