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[Crime-scene. Time ceases to exist for YOU, the necrophile. YOU are on top of the corpse.] YOU: Cadaver, corpse, a body's just a body and yes, I'm guilty, sleeping with the dead it loves me, then it doesn't love me.                                                               [Beat] The rosary you must! To rest in peace, so transfigure me baby while warm on my bed. Cadaver, corpse, a body's still a body. Indulge me; martyr to your livid beads please intercede for me, oh, please I beg for it loves me, then it doesn't love me.                                                               [Beat] Now shall I exorcise you; set you free, from the purgatory found between my legs? My body, yours a corpse, but still a body, And when your sinews loosen, skin erased by time who shows no mercy for the dead, will you still love me then, or won't you?                                                               [Beat] To resurrect is daunting, but you shall have the body that my kiss declares undead. Cadaver, corpse, a body's just a body, which loves me, 'til it doesn't love me.                                                               [Exeunt]
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Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 3:03 PM UTC
The Necrophile's Soliloquy
[Crime-scene. Time ceases to exist for YOU, the necrophile. YOU are on top of the corpse.] YOU: Cadaver, corpse, a body's just a body and yes, I'm guilty, sleeping with the dead it loves me, then it doesn't love me.                                                               [Beat] The rosary you must! To rest in peace, so transfigure me baby while warm on my bed. Cadaver, corpse, a body's still a body. Indulge me; martyr to your livid beads please intercede for me, oh, please I beg for it loves me, then it doesn't love me.                                                               [Beat] Now shall I exorcise you; set you free, from the purgatory found between my legs? My body, yours a corpse, but still a body, And when your sinews loosen, skin erased by time who shows no mercy for the dead, will you still love me then, or won't you?                                                               [Beat] To resurrect is daunting, but you shall have the body that my kiss declares undead. Cadaver, corpse, a body's just a body, which loves me, 'til it doesn't love me.                                                               [Exeunt]
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Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 3:03 PM UTC
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