Asleep at dawn, awake at dust  Arise in the night time my right time for lust  Morbid dreams, unreal it seams  Down to the morgue as our Lord lies asleep  Creeping in unleashing sin  To invade the decayed corpse within  I love the touch almost too much  Sensing a thrill from the chill as I touch  Stiff and cold she lied  Her life has gone to hide  Her fluids have all dried  The smell of death inside  Reeking, leaking  As I plunge deep inside  Searching for love that I knew I would find  Down at the morgue there are stored at this time  Bodies that rot, lie dormant till their time  Awaiting the seeds that I bring  Relentless affection, perfection, injection  No presence of mercy in sight  Love after death, no heartbeat no breath  the contents of this horrid plight  Losing my mind falling in love with the dead!