[Music: Schuliga/Aldridge, Lyrics: Dower]      Consigned to the tomb, to sleep, to dream forever.   Rotting... dissolving in my grave clothes, my   flesh turns to soup.   A distant thud, as a shovel parts the earth.   By moon lit night, a looming shadow... sunken   eyes, gaze up to the stars.   My shrouded, decomposing corpse,   sprawled on frozen marble.   Carefully unwrapping,   your putrid, fly-blown prize.   Disrobed you sit upon me,   straddling my death remains.   Momentum slowly building makes a horrid   slushing sound.      [Ch] Stench rising, blood thirsting   Flesh peeling, sores bursting   [Rpt]   Gripping tight to my exposed ribs,   your cumming in a frenzy.   Draining every bit of love my body has to offer.   Kissing teeth where lips once sat,   a foul and bitter taste.   Lapping at my putrid flesh,   you puke into my sockets.      [Ch] Stench rising, blood thirsting   Flesh peeling, sores bursting      Your task is complete. My corpse lies in a heap.   Spewing forth my rotten dregs... dribbling,   oozing down your legs.