Necroticus

Trembling soft skin wrapping
Shuddering warm flesh
Blood pulsating through the veins.

Tool insertion
Science not perversion
The end result justifies the pain.

Twisted human flesh
Lovely smell of death
The sight of naked skin
The treasures deep within.

The colour of the blood
Every curve and cavity
Morbid fuckin' lust
Smell of death is what I need.

Don't you mind the never ending
Fucking killing aich
Just you think of what a damned
Good looking corpse you'll make.

Substances injected
Glands and blood infected
Gasolin and peroxide.

Sharp cold steel cuts through the skin
Revealed is the within
The chest is open wide.

Twisted human flesh
Lovely smell of death
The sight of naked skin
The treasures deep within.

The colour of the blood
Every curve and cavity
Morbid fuckin' lust
Smell of death is what I need.

Sliced down into the finest
See-through shiny meat red leafs
You have proven how damn beautiful
A corps can be.

Clitoris, liver and brain
Desict, sliver and maim
Pincer and razorblade.

Samples, jars, neat labels
Plastic bags and containers
Photographs of every slain.

Twisted human flesh
Lovely smell of death
The sight of naked skin
The treasures deep within.

The colour of the blood
Every curve and cavity
Morbid fuckin' lust
Smell of death is what I need.

To wash the blood off
Of my damned hands
To get them really clean
I'd need to fuckin' wash them endlessly.