Impetigo

Mortuaria

Impetigo
Wearing the disguise of the working class
I use my occupation to fulfill my desires
When you're dead you'll be mine at last
You cold, naked body, recently expired
How can I resist
Your sagging breasts?

Lain on the table, you smell of sterile death
When I put the embalmingNeedle into your flesh so blue
I place my throbbing penis inside of you
My tools are ready, your Insides to dispose
I caress your slick abdominal cavity, my desire grows
I lick your icy ear and fondle your lungs and toes
I come while my tongue is buried in your nose

The stench of your decay arouses me
Alone in the prep room no one to see
Our disgusting sexual lust, no one will know
I'm alive, you and I are all alone
I want to take your cadaver home
I swear I'll never leave you
Always yours, my love

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