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Stroking the walls of this tomb
His carcass will be in my bed soon
The smell of his cadaver; a putrid perfume
I exhume him by the light of the moon
Dizzy dancing on the graves
Angels will never love you like I do
The air is thick with rot
Even after death, I love you

I locked him in this crypt
Waited to hear silence
I needed him dead
No need for the violence
I stepped inside the chambers
I saw him pale and still
Perfect for my late nights
I have him at my will

Though I vomit, I love his rotting stench
His decomposing body, my necro thirst is quenched
The taste of death, my pulse thrives
Desecrating the graves of men who just died

His death reeks and stinks up my house
I must rid the body, now foul
Forbidden - to love the dead
I just can't part with his head...

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