Mortician - Fuck of Death (Slaughter cover) dalszöveg

Deep in the coffin,death prevails 
slowly awaiting rotting entrails 
naked cadaver,ready to mount 
open the mouth,go down for the count 
White and clammy,cold as ice 
fuck of death,will suffice 
bury my face in her stench of death 
kissing those lips without any breath 
Drain the blood from the neck 
into the macabre,nightly trek 
howl of the witch,flight of the bat 
sreaming from hell like a siamese cat