KZ Nekromancer

KZ Nekromancer

KZ Nekromancer

He's a fancy dancer



From Auschwitz down to Paraguay

Following the path of the good Doktor Mengele

They talk about a town down in old Brazil

The babies there all look alike

You know they always will

Just an angel of death with a black leather bag

A figure in white with a bloody black flag

KZ Nekromancer



I remember the bunker

We knew that our day would come

Here's a new round of injections

Everybody must have some

Sometimes it's sad we kill babies

To protect our soldiers from scabies

As I tear out stem cells the tears almost come

Then I remember these people are scum

KZ Doktor at the door

Fuhrer semen scraped from floor

Nekromancer come to call

House-to-house with blobs of ball

It's a KZ Nazi neck-romance

He's all up in your wife's pants...

Every drop of cum on the floor

Are legions of SS who cannot fight war

Save the Fuhrer's seed

It is what we need

To save the Master Race

Don't let him cum on Eva's face

Delivering the samples of the filthy Fuhrer seed

The Bloody Pit is crying for it's victims, it must feed...

The "doctor" goes from house to house

He's glad to make the call...

And if it's born without a head

That's no problem at all

Mengele crack the code?

Steal the seed? Blow the load? [x2]



Research reached a tipping point

We could not comprehend

Essential truths were seen as lies

It made no fucking sense

That's when he

Returned from the dead

KZ Nekromancer

Ghastly he grinned through his gaping Deaths-Head

He brought the truth of the Old Ones...

He wrote it out on the wall

With these ideas a great breakthrough was made

With hunks of wet gold I was handsomely paid



Also called Heydrich, "The Spider"...

That wiggled and squiggled and stuck it inside her...



You're hired!