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[verse 1]

Greasy trace of half decayed body

There’s a strong smell of rotten flesh

I can’t open my eyes

I can’t move my arms

I can only smell and hear

I can feel the caked blood

I need some fresh blood

I need to feel it flow

I need to drink it fast and greedy

I need to squeeze the neck and veins

[chorus]

I am so thirsty

Lying in the grave

I am so thirsty

Rotting day by day

[verse 2]

Greasy fingertips of a drawn body

There’s a strong smell of swamp and sludge

I can’t open my eyes

I can’t move my limbs

I don’t want to smell any more

I don’t want to feel my caked blood

I need some fresh blood

I need to feel how it flows

I need to drink it fast and greedy

I need to squeeze the neck and veins