Paroles de Grave Slave

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!