Screaming Corpses

Just what it sounds like

                                            Screaming Corpses

Screaming corpses in the night,
They eat your soul forever more.
Eternal pain becomes delight,
From helpless victim to the reaper's whore.

Teeth on flesh,
Bone on bone,
And when they mesh,
Ah, a painful moan.

Glorious is the night,
When victim becomes master,
Glorious is the night,
When my amusement is your disaster.