Testo di Morgue Rat

I'm in service of death Vacant coffins await my guests A padded case for a presentable face Freshened up before their final rest Lipstick is a handy tool Touching up this human fool A nice wig accompanies the dress A perfect match for the death fest I'm drenched in slime A mixture of secretions Semen and grime Aroused by the smell A used cold body thrown back in the cell Stalking the mourners at the cemetery gates Tear-filled eyes cracks a smile on my face I collect macabre souvenirs By use of their dead for a little while My funeral obsession Forever to feed my carnal lust Sickening acts performed on their dead rotten bodies And I won't hold back the urge to taste their putrid flesh I can no longer control my needs Nor this chronic lust and horrid deeds Their rotten remains are molested Then stitched up and sent away My funeral obsession Forever to feed my carnal lust