Stargazer (The Summoning)

Darkened necropolis, midnight sharp,
Nobody else will see
A six foot dig, open the casket, there she
Waits for me
Her lifeless body, cracks and splinters,
As I start to raise her
In eagerness I carry on,
In lust for my Stargazer
Deterioration, rotting flesh,
Violation of a fossilised wench
A degrading thought to seduce a corpse,
Dry reaching from a horrid stench
Parting the thighs, a sickening crack,
Festering hole open wide
Enter my partner, close my eyes,
So cold and dry when inside
Ignore the sounds that fill my head, the
Crunching of flesh as I thrust
Sweat profuses my body bare,
Driven by bizarre lusts
Run my tongue across her mouth,
Formaldehyde I taste
Dislodge my member from her hole
And head below the waist
As I feast between her thighs, her throat
Emits a deafening cry
A filthy claw grabs my head's back,
And rams it up her rotting crack