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Screaming at the Dead

by Malevolent Torture

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1.
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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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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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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2022 DEMO. We’ll be hitting the studio soon

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released October 31, 2022

Tony - Guitars
Jackson - Drums
Christian - Bass and Vocals
Album art by Christian

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