Antropomorphia Necromantic Love Songs 1. Crack The Casket *Chorus: Crack the casket Get out the corpse - an take away Rotten bowels - cook em up Taste the decay Digging in cacky mud In surch for rot Can't be stopped Once the stench got up her nose Almost cumming by the sight of the corpse Lying in a pool of piss Repeat Chorus* Rotted meat a real treat The taste so sweet The hard and cold cock That's in state of rot She slices of Emotions are getting high Her face turns red Can't control the eager To fuck this dead Severed cock for intercourse Can't hold back this sickened lust Masturbating with his guts Sucking on his putrid cock All overwhelmed with love Climax, on this pile of gore Which now isn't needed anymore Bones she starts to smash Shredding last flakes of flesh 2. The Carnal Pit Entering the grave To fuck the decayed Repulsive stench Clouding the brain The smell of decay The touch of the flesh So nice and cold It drives me insane Peeling the flesh that has started to flake away Gnawing on meat that has fallen into dead Slice up the corpse, through flesh I carve my way Mummified Stinking stench of death Corrosive fume Burning in my head There lying cold I look with some dismay but then I start to slice Through guts I'll eat my way Carnal pit Mutilate Dismember arms and legs Carving through With rusty blade I hack Gaping sores Leaking bile and pus the bloody whore I splatter to mush On graveyards I'm feasting by Slaughtering the dead Can't help the sickness That's burning in my head Shredded cartilage, collapsed is the back My hands around her neck, vile crack (as if she was alive) Mummified Stinking stench of dead Corrosive fume Burning in my head There lying cold I look with some dismay but then I start to slice Through guts I'll eat my way 3. Birth Through Dead Graving through the mud For a body that's withered away The surch for delight And intense decay The embalmed skin Moisted and cold Body Only Two months old My... sickened urge to fuck the dead To rape her skull And eat her flesh Between her legs i climax Planting seed Birth through dead Impregnated dead A child inside to grow The mother as it's meal Rotting down below My... sickened urge to fuck the dead To rape her skull And eat her flesh Between her legs I climax Planting seed Birth through dead Spilling sperm inside a corpse Live has formed itself inside the womb Carrier of my lust Brings forth a living pile of rot Graving through the mud For body that's withered away The black an rotten flesh I'll eat away I chew on cacky flesh That's moisted and cold Sexual Feelings I fuck the stiff and cold My... sickened urge to fuck the dead To rape her skull And eat her flesh Between her legs I climax Planting seed Birth through dead 4. Chunks Of Meat Lying in his grave, maggots crawling out of his face Skin has started to decay, eyeballs have rot away Chunks of meat That is what she loves to eat As she graves for mangled remains The moisted body She ties it on to the bed In an act of violence She decapitates his head Blood spurting from the stump Suck that juicy chunk Body sawn in two Rotted meat she fucks and chews Chunks of meat As the rotten body lies All covered with sores and flies She eats away his gut Revel in blood Taste the formaldehyde Feel the heavenly rush She fucks herself with his dismembered cock After the climax, she takes away the corpse To get it down where it eternal rots 5. Rotted Flesh Pus is cozing from of you As I pull away the skin Make a hole inside of you Tear out what's within Slicing through the tissue A lust for rotten flesh I love to gnaw on maggots That dwell within the dead The body a pile of pus dwelling maggots That bread beneath the skin Stick my hand inside the stomach And tear out what's within Ram my axe inside the skull This sight drives me insane When i'm through with your piss filed kidneys I'll start on the rotten brain Carve the eyeballs out Out the rotten head Blood is spurting from The leaking head Gutted flesh I chew The putrid meat My mouth upon her cunt That is what I love to eat 6. Outro [Instrumental] Marc Van Stiphout — Bass Marco Stubbe — Drums Ferry Damen — Vocals, Guitars Vincent Van Boxtel — Guitars