Impaled Back To The Grave Lyrics

Back To The Grave Lyrics


Exhumed, debauched and consumed 
My torpid flesh has been sullied by your
spunk 
And I have played privy to your necrotic whimsy 
You so enjoyed
inhaling my decrepit funk 
My organs and entrails you delightfully assailed

Thrashing mound of thoracic de-activity 
A lover you have found, six
feet down 
Licking from my skin the moist lividity... 
Torn from the tomb
for your lustful desire 
My fouled viscera are what you admire 
An unholy
union on a funeral pyre 
A caseated carcass really lights your fire...


A sickening treat under the sheets 
The rigor mortis of love can be
hard 
And the love that we have made, from the grave I was laid 
Rubbing
your genitals in my congealing lard 
A glistening liver and ensanguined gut

The erotic intestines of this grumous mound 
Embalming fluid and
morticians Y-cut 
Turn you on as my omentum you pound... 

Humiliated
corpse, insults are compiled 
Penetrated rectum, no guilt reconciled

Laid in a repose with a grisly smile 
Used and abused, my existence
defiled... 

I’m a lover of the dead, as a corpse you’ll share my
bed, but your usefulness is bled 
Back to the grave 
I’ve had my sick
fun, but now I am done, it’s time for you to cum 
Back to the grave

Our affair is through, I’ve no more use for you, you’ve paid your
deathly dues 
Back to the grave 
We’ve shared death throws, but my love
has decomposed, and now you will go 
Back to the grave 

Once you
needed me 
But now you’ll go... solo... 

(solo:  “Death’s Sweet
Embrace� by S.C. McGrath) 

Callously flaying your skin, no cum-passion,
I confess 
Revealing muscles and tendons to lasciviously caress 
The
object of my dissection, a foetid mate at best 
Relentlessly tugging at
heart strings through a hole I tore in the chest... 

(solo:  “Rending
a Broken Heart� by L.d. Muerte) 

Employing a probing tool to penetrate
the dry orifice 
Grinding pus and masticating grume, I ram the as* with my
fist 
Be not distraught as your cadaver I drop, the remains of your lips I
kiss 
Thoroughly infested with maggots, your body has brought me such
bliss... 

Sanguine amour 
Dead meat to crave 
Putrid carcass

Cannot be saved... back to the grave... 

Supple white flesh,
bleached with death 
Masturbate on my maggot eaten face 
The cold touch
of the dead (it has been said) 
Can inspire a necromantic craze  
You
partook in love and human remains 
With my disinterred body you were chuffed

But as I fall to pieces near the end 
My rottenness will force a
break-up... 

Sever my skull and I’ll give you head 
About your
boudoir my limbs are spread 
But with your hunger for death now fed 
This
relationship is dead...