It's love of the dead



Arising from her sleep

To the sweet smell of decay

Lying in a coffin

Dead flesh she craves



There's kissing, of course, caressing, blood drinking, the smell, the

attraction



Morbid lust must be satisfied

In the shadows she must hide

Entering the sacred tomb

To fuck those who have died



When you lie on some bodies, blood comes out of their mouth, and the weight

of my body pushes it out. That's called purging



Kissing the flesh

So dead and cold

Purging blood

To drink and be whole

Strength from the dead

To feed the soul



I definitely enjoy swallowing blood. It's very arousing making love with a

body and drinking some of the blood



Robbing the grave



There's a difference between fucking and making love. Maybe some people fuck

dead bodies. I make love to them



Screaming in agony

Coming on the corpse

Takes it home in the hearse

So she can get some more



When I enjoy myself with a corpse, it's a high beyond any I've ever had