Paroles de Cadaveric hepatic ulceration

Open your eyes to the cadaveric ulceration And deformed meat, destroyed skin Open your eyes to the simply putrefaction And smell the pus and the rotten gore Blood is on my hands and never I clean Silence is in my mind and sickness I think On this mortal wasted and stiff my head And smell the puss and the rotten gore Rotten, Tissue, Bowels, Beauty Into cavities. I scrape one hole Singles parts of bodies what I can erase.... fear Body parts and measting fungus, I take all in my plate Fetid scent in all the wall what I can erase.... fear Vomit.... fear.... Bloody.... see... ahhh...