A grave - robbed corpse is a souls disgrace,. smother the decay of carcass into your face,. Septic wash drowning in a retched river. of excrement, shriek soundlessly,.
Fire surrounds, searing flames lick, skin and hair bum,. human flesh burning sweet, now sauteed meat, cooked alive. . Die by fire, painful death,. Flames ignite your flammable breath.
Amputated appendages, limbless now,. Nothing but a useless torso,. and a sack of shit - filled organs.... . Dismembered Carcass. . Infectious gangrene has spread,.
Most think when death comes,. That spirits are judged,. These cheap beliefs can bum in hell,. Hopeless truth dying time comith,. Spirits become my prey,.
Finally, dying day come and gone,. Inside your grave you lay at the break of dawn,. Now you find, your soul hasn't left this hallowed ground,. Spirit screams for judgment but makes no sound.
Graverobbing cemeteries, body parts I steal. Using the meat and flesh, to consist of my meal,. Often necrophilia invades my deranged twisted head,. Spending sexual tensions making love to the dead,.