Текст песни The Processing Of Corpses - Любовь Некрофила

Love necrophiliac

1. rotten soul swings debauchery ,
And the dark thoughts lead to nowhere .
Only the thought of the flesh and the thoughts return ,
In that life , which to me , was you mine.

2. Coming to the grave , her tear ,
Coffin pull out and scream like a child .
The hands racking board ,
Mate it with you until morning.

Ex : Your body has not eaten ,
Worms have not eaten eyes .
Lips blue , pale skin ,
Hair shine as the same as yesterday.

3. Once again, enjoy your body ,
Again my cock in your vagina .
As before my own, our bodies are in passion ,
Do not interfere, even the smell of worms .

Ex : the same .