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
Ferocious need for decomposing bodies
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 f*ck, I cannot control
The child soon will rise, all evil will survive
Birth through death
The newborn needs a feast, it's mother is the meal
Chomping on her flesh, his teeth tearing her skin
I love to f*ck 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
This song is about a necrophiliac who has the ability to procreate with the dead. He does so, and the corpse he copulates with conceives a child, which proceeds to eat her. Then you eat the afterbirth