Deep in the coffin, d**h prevails
Slowly awaiting, rotting entrails
Naked cadaver, ready to mount
open the mouth, go down for the count
White and clammy, cold as ice
f** of d**h, will suffice
Bury my face, in her stench of d**h
Kissing those lips, without any breath
Drain the blood, from the neck
Into the macabre, nightly trek
Howl of the witch, flight of the bat
Screaming from hell, like a Siamese cat