Decay, distinct and putrid
Moldering remnants compel
Fetor, the stench entices me
Singular insanity guiding me, driving me
Consume the putrefied rot
Bodies of the dead
Nourish me
Madness, obsessive hunger
Sickening urges demand
Offal, I crave voraciously
Cadaver in the cemetery beckoning, summoning
Ghastly fumes diffuse retch
Flowing from within
I must drink
Hideous ichor drips from the coffin
Inside the corpse has stirred
Horrors within my sustenance
But is is truly dead?
Hideous ichor exudes from the crypt
Necrotic but somehow alive
The eyes of the dead blankly stare
But did it truly die?
Siphoning of the blood
Plunging my hands in rot
Macabre desire, death
Macabre desire, death
Feeding this ghoulish urge
To give me strength this way
Macabre desire, death
Macabre desire, death
Was I hunting it
Or was it luring me
Macabre desire, death
Macabre desire, death
Hideous ichor drips from the coffin
Inside the corpse has stirred
Horrors within my sustenance
But is is truly dead?
Hideous ichor exudes from the crypt
Necrotic but somehow alive
The eyes of the dead blankly stare
But did it truly die?
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