Locking up the doors, shades drawn tight Dimming the lights, patrons line up inside Soon to reveal, this night's feature f** Lying in wait, open the casket lid Let it begin, sick festivity Nine swinging co*ks, seeking their nourishment Dragging out the prize, from her pine box Tearing off her dress, one by one, she'll be done Fill each hole, stuffed til full, funeral f** fest begins Cold and tight, I slip inside, lubed just right
Leaks formaldehyde, p**y almost feels alive, never felt this satisfied Jerk and squirt, down her throat, dismal gaze Dead eyes stalking me, awkwardly as climax is reached Swarming like vultures the sickness is spreading Bring out another to gorge our hunger for the dead Eating her cold dead c*nt my co*k's stiff as the dead Tasting her rot, gang rape the corpse, dead and defiled we leave our victims slight