Текст Slayer – Necrophiliac

Lyrics Hanneman/King; Music Hanneman

Mortuaries, dead of night
My body starts to rise
In my mind the horror lives

Relentless lust of rotting flesh
To thrash the tomb she lies
Heathen whore 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 Hell

Satan’s cross points to Hell
The earth I must uncover
A passion grows to feast upon
The frozen blood inside her

I feel the urge the growing need
To fuck this sinful corpse
My tasks complete the bitch’s soul
Lies raped in demonic lust

Lead — King

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

Hungry for the smell of Death
He rules forbidden evil
Vengeance with a frenzied hatred
The bastard now must die

Lost souls of the dead

Down to the fiery pits of Hell
(Down to the fiery pits of HELL)

Lead — Hanneman