Born After Burial
Come from behind you, with hammer in hand Don't care for your life, I'm not your friend Now just behind you, beat you in head Lying unconsious, hope you are dead Touching your body, after your death It gives me pleasure, holding my breath Burns my from inside, expands my lust Want to repeat it, degeneration from past Touching your body, after your death It gives me pleasure, holding my breath Burns my from inside, expands my lust Want to repeat it, degeneration from past
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
Rotten dead bodies,festering of skin Smell of mustiness,from crypt I've been Sickness I have Corpse lover is ready to love you to death Rancid remains,suffer cries Sickness perversion, my cock is arise Bowels outside Your womb is grind Corpse lover is appeased, and feeling no fright
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
Horror, inside her In tomb, child appears Feasting, child needs to eat Fester, mother is feed Perverse, impregnante the dead Reek of, her decayed head Tearing, rotten breath Bleeding, birth through death Born after burial, agony through birth Crippling dead mother, infant is sick Vomits with remnants of umbilical cord Maggots start feasting, death process is done Born after burial, agony through birth Crippling dead mother, infant is sick Vomits with remnants of umbilical cord Maggots start feasting, death process is done
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
Six feet under Your body decompresed Soon I will dig you out And I devour your corpse Try to control my excitiment I am carefully slice your remains Then I eat your flesh And feel purulent stench Let's start devour Of the body's impure Dismember you to the core And slaughter is coming for more
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
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All your believes, all your pride Now has gone Do you want, that I make you my slave Wake, kill (x2) I used to start A morning with victim In my fucked up mind I used to end A day with her guts In my sick trend Mind filled up, visions of death Cruelty I have Want it now, want kill them Do it again Wake, kill (x2) I used to start A morning with victim In my fucked up mind I used to end A day with her guts In my sick trend
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026