Playing With The Dead
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Playing With The Dead
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It's so hard to stand this strong attraction -
But the real pain is to realize - I'm its hostage...
If I'll stop my sexual experiments, I have to wait
For the time, when someone will rape my cold body
Play these games with the dead - there's no anomalies or insanity here
I just delight their obedence, I just wanna feel someone's cold body near
Sweet fragrant of dead flesh makes me grip with extasic orgasm
It's outworld pleasure to carress hollow lips and wet-rotten genitals...
Rubber the graves. It seems to me so romantic...
So, Everythimg I have - passive corpse, collous body
Again I have to get inside, deeply inside its narrow anus
I want to reach the ultimate depths - forward to slippery innards.
Masturbations... The mouth does not change after death
I like to massage myself with their dangling heads
But recent I have to rend their smelly bodies
And slowly glut my desires with the pieces of excitent flesh.
Play these games with the dead - there's no anomalies or insanity here
I just delight their obedence, I just wanna feel someone's cold body near
Sweet fragrant of dead flesh makes me grip with extasic orgasm
It's outworld pleasure to carress hollow lips and wet-rotten genitals...
Why do I debauch the dead? - I think, I know the only answer...
They will never betray, never forget... Dead'll never laugh at my lonely heart...
I'm going insane - dead lovers appear in my dreams -
I hear their screams, echoing to my ears...
I see their dry blood on my hands...
I feel my mind in their rotten heads!
Why do I rape the dead? - Only they know: I'm so alone...
I remember all their faces, remember their innocent bodies.
It's too hard to live - to be the part of the death
It's waitin' for me - there's no any way...
My muscles are hungry for sweet dead flesh,
My muscles are hungry for dead sexual play...
I wanna play these games again...
I wanna play these games again...
I wanna play these games again...
I wanna play these games with you...
I wanna play these games again...
I wanna play these games again...
I wanna play these games again...
I wanna play these games with your corpse...
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