To control the urge I fell,
I go out late at night,
searching for my victim,
my hunt shall not be in vain,
first I choose the prey,
the blood spills out the carotid,
I drink this juice of life,
I need to enter the corpse,
I draw the penis out,
bedaub it with her lymph,
penetration is about to happen,
I cum over her staring eyes,
at last I know what I do,
but I can't hold myself,
the taste of death in the air,
just drives me insane.
