Smallpox Aroma - Through the Eyes of the Carcass

The control is lost in a flash
Clueless of what happened
Both my legs are moved through the dark
Step by step I glide on

My stomach stabs me to the bones
The blood streams up my throat
Smell of flesh becomes savory
My soul seeks for tragedy

My nerves are dead, my heart's still like a corpse
My lungs are paralyzed
How could I walk without breathing?

Suddenly I seize some living man before me
And bite the back of his skull
What a pleasure to be dead

Dead!!!