Necrophiliac - Benediction

Mortuaries, dead of night

My body starts to rise

In my mind, the horror lives

To feel death deep inside

Relentless lust of rotting flesh

To thrash the tomb she lies

Heathen whore of Satan’s wrath

I spit at your demise

Virgin child, now drained of life

Your soul cannot be free

Not given the chance to rot in Hell

Satan’s cross points to Hell

The Earth, I must uncover

A passion grows to feast upon

The frozen blood inside her

I feel the urge, the growing need

To fuck the sinful corpse

My task complete, the bitch’s soul

Lies raped in demonic lust

Her stomach bursts, the casket breaks

The seed has taken form

A writhing shape of twisted flesh

The Devil’s child is thrown

Hungry for the smell of death

He rules forbidden evil

Vengeance with a frenzied hatred

The bastard now must die

Lost souls of the dead

Form legions that burst through Hell’s gates

Death of one sacrifice

To avenge the raped corpse from the grave

Blood of one mortal man

The fire grows stronger within

Fate of a frenzied lust

Lucifer takes my dark soul

Down to the fiery pits of Hell

Down to the fiery pits of

Hell