Under the Rotted Flesh Lyrics

Under the flesh rot
my lust for decayed corpses.
Dead bodies exhumed,
their coldness induces me.

Endless defilement,
reoccurring relapses.
Perverse with the dead,
soon I will kill for myself.

Impending suffering,
spasms shooting through me.
Nauseation, a cannibalistic
necrophile.

Violating the body,
putrefied, moldering.
Gorging on the rotted flesh,
cutting off the body's head.

Drinking from its
severed neck as I
rip the corpse in half.

Human shit for nourishment,
coprophagia, consuming feces
of the dying as their bowels let loose.

Defecation
flows down my throat,
excremental investment!

Reflections of things to come
mirrored in the dead one's eyes,
my fantasy of murder incarnated.

Open wounds gushing,
blood on skin coagulated.
Tortured of the wretched,
no one cares of their dead.

Appalling odor wreaking
piles of rotted bodies.

The bodies prepared for slaughter,
wallowing in your own blood.
Grinding off your fingers and toes,
feeding on your meat.

I immerse my sharpened implement
into a fresh bleeding gash.
Her body used for my sick desires,
the blood thirst I can't control.

Many more must suffer!

Disposal of the dead,
the corpse chopped to bits.
Licking up the drivel,
the gore enrages me.

All I kill,
a new creation,
my work of art
bodies torn apart.

Liver quivering at my feet,
eyelids cut off to watch
your own dismemberment.

Cutting through arteries,
nerves exposed,
feel the power of pain.