- cifra
I go in the night
To the cemetery
To satisfy my desires
The night is cold
I go to her grave
To love my woman
She no more moves on
Her body is frozen
But she is still pretty to me
I love her and shout
She hears me no more
And I go one
Now her flesh is purple
And the worms compete her with me
Decomposition and putrefaction
But I don't stop
I remember our past
Makin' sex intensely
And now I look at you
You're dead and I'm loving you
I see you and I despair
Remembering the past
And I dedicate to you
A funeral serenade...
