Row of caskets

I steal innocence from beyond, I deal in the absurd
I violate those I exhume, my necro-sexual urge
I choose my victims from the recently deceased
Those who I choose to defile, will never rest in peace

I am the reaper's right hand, I'm a ghoul, a rotten fiend
I find too many choices, for my fornication obscene

Molest the dead in the tombs of eternity
Ransack the solace of their grieving families
Lustful and vicious are my cold and carnal needs
Maggots and corpses will alike serve unto me

Molest the dead in the tombs of eternity
Ransack the solace of their grieving families
Lustful and vicious are my cold and carnal needs
Maggots and corpses will alike serve unto me

I found my prize, beautiful cold pale skin
I take her home to unholy sin
To my basement we go, with her new friends

A row of caskets, is lined up for me
To relish postmortal love eternally
But something is wrong, with what I see

I can't remember where I've been, missing hours of time
Cannot see the faces of death, a terrifying sign
I see a corpse familiar in so many ways
It's features are so clear, even through the decay

It's me! The corpse in the box, the prey I've feasted on
I am an undead spirit, beyond redemption
Maggots and vermin are ravaging me
My corpse is victim to my cold and carnal needs