Slaughter - F.O.D. lyrics

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