Luyện nghe bài hát Necropedophile

I was a man before I transformed
into molester, freshly deceased children
You have born, torn by my
The dead are not safe, the lifeless corpse
I will

Pleasure from the dead, complete
I the coffin
Sick run through my head as I stare
At the dead, over and over, I escape
I begin the sex, licking her young, rotted orifice
I cum in her cold cunt, shivering with
for nine days I do the same
She by dead, decayed child sex slave
her I hack, cutting through the back
I use her mouth to

Here I cum, gushes from
bleeding blood
her head
As I came, viciously I cut, her jugular vein
She's already dead, I with her severed head
My lubrication, her
my life molesting dead children

Intercourse infants
Curing on top of spikes
boiling
sliding off of bones

The voices

The voices are me
Buried dead spiritually infected
Call to me beyond their graves

I now pus
I bleed, the of the dead
I bleed on her skin
Thrusting within
Beginning to chop her hairless crotch
Beyond what we know as
It haunts me
I hear the of every child
That lies to me decayed
A fresh corpse, to with my infection
Tortured before death, no orifice left

Violated death
Virgin I infest
Anal pore cess
The sacred juice I
Your child I defile