Bare-Sark

Exhumed And Disemboweled

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I exhume her in the dead cold night
into my house well out of sight
her pale white flesh is so beautiful, cold
I kiss her lips, death's hand I hold

Down in the cemetary, my fresh dead victims
I'll rape their corpse, ill mutilate them
I love the feel of there white pale skin
Indulging in something lovely as sin

EXHUMED
DISEMBOWELED
EXHUMED AND DISEMBOWELED

Into her chest carven a Y cut with care
stripping away the flesh she wears
her bowels cut loose and drop to the floor
I dig in with my knife, hungry for more

Oh love of the dead, my sickening desire
Oh final fate, cremation in fire
Mangled entangled, strewn about my lair
Raped and gutted, with the greatest of care