Morbid Lust

Tsjuder

Sepulchral Whispers in the Night
 So Silent , So Cold
 Carried by a Funeral Wind
 Seductive hellish Desires
 Her Carnal Tombvoice haunts Me still
 As I Enter the City of Death
 Her Lifeless Breath
 Restless Morbid Lust

 In a Coffin Lies my Beauty
 Alone and Awake... Waiting for Me
 Dressed Only in White Silk
 The Ravenous Grim and Those Black Eyes of Yours
 Your Bluish for Me to hold

 My Flesh hunger for the tombworld
 For a Kiss of your Cold Lips
 Cold Steel... My Veins are open
 In a Cold forgotten Mausoleum
 Where only the Funeral Wind blows
 Where only Death and Grief blooms
 Finally My Flesh and Bloodlife Ends