Grave Slave
Read Grave Slave lyrics by Lustmord on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
The page facts to cite before the commentary
Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.
Grave Slave
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
In the night I hear the screams
not from the living...but the dead!
abused, tortured, defiled
dug up, fucked, and taken home
corpses posed provacativly
photos taken of lewd acts
insane necrophile decorated with human ornaments
Woman corpse so peacefull and pretty
cold to touch, but she warmed up
live or dead no woman can resist
GRAVE SLAVE!!
GRAVE SLAVE!!
farmer of gore
my grim harvest matures
weeks pass, my crops decompose
my basement smells of puss and sores
putrescent stench fills the air
In the night I hear the screams
not from the living...but the dead!
abused, tortured, defiled
dug up, fucked, and taken home
Fucked hard, after death
Postmortum orgasm
Cumming Blood...BLOOD!
What this page can answer fast
Who performs "Grave Slave"?
Lustmord performs "Grave Slave", and this lyric page sits inside the Lustmord catalog on LyroVerse.
Where can I find more songs by Lustmord?
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Lustmord's lyric pages.
Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
What people are saying
No listener comments on Grave Slave yet.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.