Woorden: Slayer. Divine Intervention. 213.

Driving compulsion morbid thoughts come to mind
Sexual release buried deep inside
Complete control of a prized possession
To touch and fondle with no objection

Lonely souls an emptiness fulfilled
Physical pleasures and addictive thrill
An object of perverted reality
An obsession beyond your wildest dreams

Death loves final embrace
Your cool tenderness
Memories keep love alive
Memories will never die

The excitement of dissection is sweet
My skin crawls with orgasmic speed
A lifeless object for my subjection
An obsession beyond your imagination

Primitive instinct a passion for flesh
Primal feeding on the multitudes of death
Sadistic acts a love so true
Absorbingly masticating a part of you

Death loves final embrace
Your cool tenderness
Memories keep love alive
Memories will never die

I need a friend
Please be my companion
I don't want to be
Left alone with my sanity

Erotic sensations tingle my spine a dead body lying next to mine
Smooth blue black lips I start salivating as we kiss
Mine forever this sweet death I cannot forget your soft breaths
Panting excitedly with my hands around your neck

Shades are drawn no one out can see
What I've done what's become of me
Here I stand above all that's been true
How I love? How I love to kill you?