Craving Illness - Deceased

Open wounds the open gash let it all begin

Disease it dances on the grave and celebrates the end, the end!

Away with smiles away with life destroying all in time

Craving illness carries on marching down the line

Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness

Trauma lives inside us all it’s turned a healthy world

Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness

On it goes it never rests start the morbid heave

Bringing on the living ghost a whiter shade of pale, so pale!

So fast it takes them from the joy ugliness alive

That person slumped in that chair looks nothing like mankind

Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness

Trauma lives inside us all it’s turned a healthy world

Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness

It turns and it feeds

Attacking the world

DISEASE, DISEASE

It’s craving forever

And it’s never fulfilled

Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness

Reduced to nothing taken down failing hand now falls

A skeleton of broken mass the wicked’s taken hold, stronghold

The living left to grief and mourn unveil the black of death

Watch the pupils fade away and stop the view of life

Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness

Trauma lives inside us all it’s turned a healthy world

Gnawing at the guts of man a vicious, craving illness

The living left to grief and mourn unveil the black of death

Watch the pupils fade away stop the view of life

Turned body of the healthy human life

Illness takes our mind

Attacking 'til we die

Destroys the one you love