Cemetery from Telephone by Unpleasant Sounds

Walking all night long by this cemetery
Tombs and gravestones don't make me scary.
Dark dry tree branches grow from an old path.
wandering around and don't think the aftermath
a large cracked old black cross stands here
the second one has long disappeared
shadows and ravens I see not for the first time
so I'm going to commit a disgusting crime.

And here i stand at the long awaited venue
I'm so hungry can’t wait for the menu
This ugly ghouls and corpses are my best friends
anticipation for the victim already makes sense
Here they bring me a sweet human flesh
blood flows out So juicy so fresh
They prey on prey before my arrival
it's cruel, but it's required for our survival

But that’s not all, there is one more reason
So important that I come here at any season
In one ancient grave lies my girl
Oh my iced honey, her skin color is pearl
I kiss her on the soft cold tasty lips
And then i lift her by her graceful hips
She says in her velvet voice that our love is eternal
I like that everything here is so infernal

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