Tail from the Crypt - Revocation

A morbid minded coroner at the county morgue

Has a twisted fascination with corpse that he adores

Waiting for the moment, when no one is around

Nobody will ever know and she won’t make a sound

Unzippering the body bad, anticipation grows

There are no more signs of life, her eyes are dead and cold

His most perverse of fantasies are finally coming true

He finds himself aroused by the smell of embalming fumes

He has found the corpse of all his dreams

Achieving orgasm by any means

Penetrating inside the cadaver

Alive or dead, to him it doesn’t matter

Years of pent up sexual frustration

Have led to cadaverous fornication

The pleasure was growing but he didn’t realize

That inside her was a virus that made him zombified

Transformed, he lusts for human flesh

Lurking in the neighborhood, the coroner’s possessed

Reborn, as a raging psychopath

The doctor is in beware of his wrath

Romance in the Rue Morgue

Got an STD from a dead whore

He fucked some tail from the crypt

She was so beautiful, he just couldn’t resist

Possessed by the pathogen

He’ll never be the same again

Dead or alive he just wanted to love her

I guess he should have worn a rubber