[musick & lyrixxx - Matt Harvey, 1995]



The mouldy earth crumbles under my pick-axe, The hardened turf gives up its

morbid harvest, Cracking the earthen crypt with my rusted spade, Disinterrment

of the pieces from where they lay to rest... The arduous task reveals my

unhealthy reward, A long dead stiff is the fruit of my labours, Fracturing the

brittle wooden coffin, To reveal the skeletonized remains that I savour... The

horrendous stench only serves , To heighten my anticipation, Rotted prizes

bring with them , The prospect of gratification... Fellating the femur as my

anus quivers anxiously, I tongue the mandibles as I work myself into a frenzy,

My sphincter twitching uncontrollably in expectation, With a firm grip on the

fibula I commence my anal penetration... My buttocks clenched tightly around

the bone, A wave of sensual pleasure washes over me as I groan, Again an again

I fill myself, squirming in ecstacy, My prostate is tormented by the

splintered bones abrupt entry... This tortured anus is stretched by the

entry of the tibia, I grimace in an amalgam of pleasure and pain, My fetish

for osseus necro-perversion I lustily pursue, My erection engorged with blood

as my anus is strained... My crudely fashioned ossified dildo, An instrument

of supreme titilation, Bizarre necro-sodomy my only end, And I pursue it with

fervent dedication... I gnaw on chalky metatarsals, Grinding my anus on the

musty bones, Me penis lodged in the rib cage, In this grave, I climax alone...