Mortuaries, dead of night
My body starts to rise
In my mind the horror lives
To feel death deep inside 

Relentless lust of rotting flesh
To thrash the tomb she lies
Heathen [bad word] of Satan's wrath
I spit at your demise 
Virgin child now drained of life
Your soul cannot be free
Not given the chance to rot in [bad word] 

Satan's cross points to [bad word] 
The earth I must uncover
passion grows to feast upon
The frozen blood inside her 

I feel the urge the growing need
To [bad word] this sinful corpse
My [bad word] the [bad word] #39;s soul
Lies raped in demonic lust 

Her stomach bursts the casket breaks
The seed has taken form
writhing shape of twisted flesh
The Devil's child is thrown 

Hungry for the smell of Death
 [bad word] forbidden evil
Vengeance with a frenzied hatred
The [bad word] now must die 

Lost souls of the dead
Form legions that burst through [bad word] #39;s Gates
Death of one sacrifice
To avenge the raped corpse from the grave
Blood of one mortal man
The fire grows stronger within
Fate of a frenzied lust
Lucifer takes my dark soul 

Down to the fiery pits of [bad word]