作词 : Carcass

作曲 : Jeff Walker/Bill Steer/Ken Owen

Snorting the stench of latent effluvium

And maturing damp fumes

This foul menage forces tears to your eyes

As the corpse's gas are exhumed....

Intoxicated by foul body odours

And the nauseating tepid whiff

Pinching your nostrils as you irrigate flatus

From the emaciated stiff...

Volatile entrails fume and steam

As they're meticulously hacked during discission

Evaporating sludge and bubbling pus -

A rotten gaseous expiration...

Maturating corpse, the stale smell of decay and rot

- A sickening asphyxiation

Gross remains gush, innards turn to sludge

- With partial liquefaction...

Smell the rot...

Of the corrupted corpse....

Hallucinogenic trip...

Tissue gases leak - a warm, unpleasant reek

A quite macabre addiction

Deteriorated, bloated corpse - decomposure burning hot

Sniff the smell of carrion...

Inhaling the dank smells

As you gouge out the dripping innards with glee

Succumbling to a translucid state

As you sniff the aroma of necropsy...

Bacterial decomposition

The aroma of fungal/larval infestation

Consuming, ripening slime

As the cadaver is slowly wasting...

Your sore sinews rot, blood curdling coughs

As acrid foetor corrodes your lungs

Body orifices clenched in your teeth

As you frenziedly try to insert the bungs...

Swollen, ripened corpse, the stench of crusting clots

- The smell of stale perspiration

Administering watery gore, you're screaming out for more

- Addicted to putrefaction....

Snort the corpse...

Get high on the rot...

Orgasmic rush...

Turns your brains to pus...

Pus!