Amongst The Devastated Graves

I open the grave to free body locked insideTo become one with, to feel it's cold insidesStarting exhumation, my spade can't wait no moreSoon I'll feel with my skin all the dead's soresAnd again the dead body starts feeding meI almost feel it asks me to leave it aloneI'm unable to deprive myself of such a pleasureMy hands're trembling vigorously with impatienceThe corpse is free and it can live it's life againBut it's another kind of life-existence full of painIt's nothing but a helpless victim beside meIt sets all my nastiest passions freeWildly slicing moveless body with my rusty bladeMaking way for my cruel hands to penetrateLeaving very deep scars I feel I can't stopUntil the flesh will turn into the deformed slopNight silence devours all the sounds from the graveThe pile of rotten meat became my silent slaveMy hands moving fast inside the tortured fleshSearching the pieces of innards I pulling it's outsideBowels lie around the grave mixed with soilI gather it in a heap, wash it in a pool of bloodThat rains from wounds of disfigured bodyAnd put it onto the sharp spires of a grave fencePossessed by thirst of destructionI smash the eyeless headGather the crushed brainsInto the ripped out bladderRipped rotten flesh eclipse my mindI'm one with the dead in inhuman ecstasyReaching the orgasm I tear the corpse apartEnraged, throw it back into the desecrated pit