I desire for the dead For the cold body blue A love for the rotten youth Inside the grave lies my truth This growing sickness takes me beyond
I'm lost in my carnal ways Dead call pounds my head The Hell I've built around me (I have) no wish to remain sane
My desire takes me there Under nightly moon My love for the rotten youth My soul dwells in sickness The dead force me to carry on
It haunts me, their calling, it burns me - necrophiliac lust It haunts me, dead calling, it burns me - psychopathic lust It burns me - necrophiliac lust Dead calling - psychopathic lust
Now bleed for me whores Bleed for the death and life I'm losing my soul This very night - I've become whole Bleed for me whores Bleed as only you can I'm losing my soul This very night - I've become whole
I see a mirage amongst the tombstones My lust for the dead can't be controlled Their bodies await me, this I know A hellish fiend amidst the stones
I'm hacking through the coffin wood These whores can't reject me Hallucinations - I'm painting their horror Their flesh is my canvas
The dead whisper my name With lust and perversions A cold grip of the shovel Takes me much closer To you...
I desire for the dead In the light of the moon A love for the rotten youth Inside this Hell I feel like god This growing sickness takes me beyond
So now my visits last longer I lay among their flesh and bones I love the stench, I love the smell I'm hacking through the coffin wood