Graveyard Rats On Her Face

I see the gravesSo dark, so silentI see full moonSo bright, so violentI want to fuck the corpseCorpse of innocentI dig cold earthYes, here is her coffinWhere was your godWhen priest killed youAfter brutal violent fuckaYour soul belongs to your godGraveyard rats on her faceDead yeys look in night skyGraveyard rats want to eatWant dead flesh want dead meatYour flesh belongs to my dickSilent lips, cold skin