Necrowhore Lyrics

He strangles you, until your life fade
As you turn into a necrobabe
He can do what the f*** he want
With your f****** body, and your f****** c***
He can touch you, he can feel you
But there's no life inside you
Neither strength nor soul that resists
His sick l*** in the funeral mist
Lifeless bride reeks of death
Pale skin, cold dead flesh
A fever rise in the macabre dance
His climax reached in a bizarre romance
So super, so grotesque
Waiting there on the floor
So super, so grotesque
A lovely little necrowhore

He loves to touch you, and to feel you
But there's no life inside you
Neither strength nor soul that resists
His sick l*** in the funeral mist
Lifeless bride reeks of death
Pale skin, cold dead flesh
Before maggots starts to infest you
He is going to f*** you one more time
Necrowhore, necrowhore

So super, so grotesque
Waiting there on the floor
So super, so grotesque
A lovely little necrowhore