Morbid Drives Lyrics

Album: Massacre

I smell blood

I taste blood

I see blood

I feel your blood

mind distortion – it rapes my brain

while playing with my fingers in your wounds

stimulated by your awful countenance

it makes my morbid drives be sexually blessed

to have a fuck with a female dead

hustling and bustling with black decomposition

ultimate fullfillment of my most secret dreams

I´m playing with my member to the summit

spurt out semen over brewing secretion

running from her tits