Back to the grave lyrics

Artist  : Impaled 
Song : Back to the grave
 

Exhumed, debauched and consumed 
My torpid
flesh has been sullied by your spunk 
And I
have played privy to your necrotic whimsy 
You
so enjoyed inhaling my decrepit funk 
My organs
and entrails you delightfully assailed

Thrashing mound of thoracic de-activity 
A
lover you have found, six feet down 
Licking
from my skin the moist lividity... 
Torn from
the tomb for your lustful desire 
My fouled
viscera are what you admire 
An unholy union
on a funeral pyre 
A caseated carcass really
lights your fire... 

A sickening treat
under the sheets 
The rigor mortis of love can
be hard 
And the love that we have made, from
the grave I was laid 
Rubbing your genitals in
my congealing lard 
A glistening liver and
ensanguined gut 
The erotic intestines of this
grumous mound 
Embalming fluid and morticians
Y-cut 
Turn you on as my omentum you pound...


Humiliated corpse, insults are compiled

Penetrated rectum, no guilt reconciled

Laid in a repose with a grisly smile 
Used
and abused, my existence defiled... 

I’m
a lover of the dead, as a corpse you’ll share
my bed, but your usefulness is bled 
Back to
the grave 
I’ve had my sick fun, but now I
am done, it’s time for you to cum 
Back to
the grave 
Our affair is through, I’ve no
more use for you, you’ve paid your deathly dues

Back to the grave 
We’ve shared death
throws, but my love has decomposed, and now you
will go 
Back to the grave 

Once you
needed me 
But now you’ll go... solo...


(solo:  “Death’s Sweet Embrace” by
S.C. McGrath) 

Callously flaying your
skin, no cum-passion, I confess 
Revealing
muscles and tendons to lasciviously caress

The object of my dissection, a foetid mate at
best 
Relentlessly tugging at heart strings
through a hole I tore in the chest...


(solo:  “Rending a Broken Heart” by
L.d. Muerte) 

Employing a probing tool to
penetrate the dry orifice 
Grinding pus and
masticating grume, I ram the ass with my fist

Be not distraught as your cadaver I drop, the
remains of your lips I kiss 
Thoroughly
infested with maggots, your body has brought me
such bliss... 

Sanguine amour 
Dead
meat to crave 
Putrid carcass 
Cannot be
saved... back to the grave... 

Supple
white flesh, bleached with death 
Masturbate
on my maggot eaten face 
The cold touch of the
dead (it has been said) 
Can inspire a
necromantic craze  
You partook in love and
human remains 
With my disinterred body you
were chuffed 
But as I fall to pieces near the
end 
My rottenness will force a break-up...


Sever my skull and I’ll give you head

About your boudoir my limbs are spread

But with your hunger for death now fed

This relationship is dead...