Nekrophilian Love

Joe was a man from the country
With a lotf of apples on his trees
Never wanted to be a bad guy
Now that´s all he can be

Since his wife and his kids died
He lives an awful lonely life
And there is just one single thing
That keeps him satisfied

Nekrophilian Love
The demon inside
Makes him feel alive

He nourishes from their souls
That´s how he fills his holes
Holes of sadness and grief
Has lost all of his beliefs

Joe used to be an optimist
Never ever made use of his fists
But now there is no way out
He is a monster, there is no doubt

Hey Sugar,
I want you so
I want you so bad
You blood looks like your cherry lips
But they´ll soon turn into blue