Who says there is no use for the dearly departed
Just make a fist and the party has started
Show appreciation for the dead

They never complain about giving head

Fista Corps


Fits your hand just like a glove
Now embrace that necro love

Nothing finer than rotten ##&*%$
Oh how sweet, the rancid meat


Fista Corps

And now sweet corpse, one last caress

As I fondle a putrid breast
Now you fist bang the open vag- !@#*
Just kick the bucket, and we'll make ya famous


Fista Corps