Addicted to Cadaverine
In the night the core of my being reaches an ultimate state
Ferocious reborn with an altered perception
Of what shall be

Euphoria
Euphoria
I have sought and shall forever seek
The essence of my addiction, the burden layed upon me

Heaps of corpses gathered in my basement
A gallery of cadavers on display
Vile nauseating goo oozing from their every pore
A grim testament of their expired state

Harvest time at my makeshift bodyfarm
The smell of decay soothes me

Contorted by advanced decay
My playmates will soon be gone
Addicted to cadaverine
Substance of the dead
Secreted from their bluing flesh
Unfathomable deeds, my explicit fantasies now realized