.The smell of death seasons the air>
Tonight's the night to leave my darksome lair>
The mortuary is my goal
I have this craving for some rotten hole
Excitement grasps my sickened brain
And violent throbs my testicular vein
I might be one repulsive creep
Doing what I do .
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