A morbid minded coroner at the county morgue

 Has a twisted fascination with corpse that he adores

 Waiting for the moment, when no one is around

 Nobody will ever know and she won't make a sound

 Unzippering the body bad, anticipation grows

 There are no more signs of life, her eyes are dead and cold

 His most perverse of fantasies are finally coming true

 He finds himself aroused by the smell of embalming fumes

 He has found the corpse of all his dreams

 Achieving orgasm by any means

 Penetrating inside the cadaver

 Alive or dead, to him it doesn't matter

 Years of pent up sexual frustration

 Have led to cadaverous fornication

 The pleasure was growing but he didn't realize

 That inside her was a virus that made him zombified

 Transformed, he lusts for human flesh

 Lurking in the neighborhood, the coroner's possessed.

 Reborn, as a raging psychopath

 The doctor is in beware of his wrath

 Romance in the Rue Morgue

 Got an STD from a dead whore

 He fucked some tail from the crypt

 She was so beautiful, he just couldn't resist

 Possessed by the pathogen

 He'll never be the same again

 Dead or alive he just wanted to love her

 I guess he should have worn a rubber