Текст (слова) песни: Autopsy - Robbing the Grave

Its love of the dead

Arising from her sleep
To the sweet smell of decay
Lying in a coffin
Dead flesh she craves

Theres 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. Thats 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. Its very arousing making love with a
body and drinking some of the blood

Robbing the grave

Theres 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, its a high beyond any Ive ever had
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Battery Acid Enema
Blackness Within
Charred Remains
Critical Madness
Dark Crusade
Dead
Death Twitch
Destined to Fester
Disembowel
Embalmed
Frozen With Fear
Funereality
Gasping For Air
Hole in the Head
Impending Dread
In the Grip of Winter
Meat
Mental Funeral
Necrocannibalistic Vomitorium
Orgy In Excrements
Pagan Saviour
Pus - Rot
Ridden With Disease
Robbing the Grave
Service For A Vacant Coffin
Severed Survival
Skullptures
Slaughterday
Stillborn
Torn From the Womb
Tortured Moans Of Agony
Twisted Mass of Burnt Decay
Ugliness And Secretions
Voices
Walls Of The Coffin
Your Rotting Face