| [00:21.10] |
The freshly interred corpse |
| [00:26.08] |
Greets with a rotten fragrance |
| [00:32.04] |
Sweet scent of death and decay |
| [00:37.32] |
Caressing the catacomb |
| [00:42.82] |
Ghastly face of bone |
| [00:47.60] |
Where her smile had been |
| [00:51.94] |
Ravished while she lived |
| [00:56.87] |
Desecrated in death |
| [01:23.72] |
Twisted thoughts , necrolust |
| [01:28.25] |
What she had best to offer |
| [01:33.65] |
Is now but a blackened hole |
| [01:38.98] |
No more pleasures of flesh |
| [01:44.71] |
Sick memories are stirring |
| [01:49.45] |
Through a black looking - glass |
| [01:54.09] |
Deep in the demented mind |
| [01:59.22] |
She still laughs with joy |
| [02:47.61] |
One final graven kiss |
| [02:52.59] |
From her imaginary lips |
| [02:57.23] |
Tormented chattering |
| [03:02.68] |
Echoes in the dark |
| [03:08.64] |
Her bones and a shotgun |
| [03:13.42] |
Laid on the wooden table |
| [03:18.05] |
Both barrels full of Satan's breath |
| [03:23.19] |
For the last twilight rite |
