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Been at the morgue
Four days straight
No rest for my mind
No relief for my cock
Nothing but corpses
Surround me
Their stares
Make me blush
The dead begin to look nice
Blue flesh cold as ice
Their soft touch exhilarates
Butterflies cause erection
They look into my soul
The know what I want most
So many to choose my pick
I am beyond sexually sick
A corpse with long hair
Beautiful flesh
Mouth petrified open
Screams beyond death
Past life massacre
Died horribly
Defiled once in life
And now in the after
As I undressed
I heard under her breath
Please don’t hurt me
Just let me rest
I ignored her pleas
And had my way
I fucked her cunt
Rotten as it was
Cold vulva
Loose Labia grip
A doll for my pleasure
Cum filled bitch
Relief too sensational
I had to do it again
I filled her body up
For weeks on end
The body slowly rotted
Leaking my cum from every pore
She became entirely bloated
I accelerated the decomposition
My sacred necrotic slut
Rotting from too much nut
Months of posthumous fornication
Rapidly accelerating decomposition
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Screaming at the Dead
04:05
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Obsessed with the stench
I Love the bed of soil
Soaked in the death
Of Decayed rotten
Corpses
I get mad sometimes
Opening my eyes
Embracing the dead
So many graves
Too much for me
It’s all overwhelming
Which coffin or casket
Should I take my picking?
Screaming at the dead
Brings me pleasure
Unmatched by any
Self righteous human act
I scream loudly
So their souls can hear me
I hate the dead
Puppets for my amusement
I kill their corpses
Lymphatic drainage
Dripping down my mouth
From the succulent
Fruits the body brings
My many tastes
A mere disgrace
to my tongue
I scream at the dead
To get it through to their head
They aren’t alive anymore
Property of mine in my morgue
I take such good care of them
They’ve been left in my hands
I do what I want with them
No one knows what I do to them
My sick obsession
Leaves me thirsty
An embalming cocktail
Gastric juice blend
A heavy dose of reality
Seems to set in
High on the fluids of life
drained from the dead
Screaming louder
To kill them again
Defiling in every way
Mummified in horror
Their corpses wither
As I continue
To drink of their body
Screaming at the dead
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Cold Corpse Lover
02:55
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You abandoned your children
I came to keep them warm
Stuffed into dolls
And took them home
I love the friends I meet
In the fields of crosses
It’s so splendid
The voices screaming at me
Children playing in heaven
Dancing so queer
I take good care of them
Don’t you fear
You never left them flowers
You sick bastards
Now you want to cry
When your dead child is missing
Took your dead children
My audience of deceased innocence
They’re no longer yours
Bodies Mine to watch over forever
Cold corpse stuffer
Making dolls from dead kids
I sew them together
I’m the corpse doll maker
You abandoned you girls
I brought them home
And warmed them up
Through cold corpse love
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