| Song | Reek Of Putrefaction |
| Artist | Illdisposed |
| Album | Retro |
| 作词 : Jeffrey Walker/Willian Geoffrey Steer/Kenneth Malcolm Owen | |
| 作曲 : Jeffrey Walker/Willian Geoffrey Steer/Kenneth Malcolm Owen | |
| Snorting the stench of latent effluvium | |
| And maturing damp fumes | |
| This foul ménage forces tears to your eyes | |
| As the corpse's gas are exhumed | |
| Intoxicated by foul body odors | |
| 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 decision | |
| 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 | |
| Succumbing to a trans-lucid state | |
| As you sniff the aroma of necropsy | |
| Bacterial decomposition | |
| The aroma of 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 |
| zuò cí : Jeffrey Walker Willian Geoffrey Steer Kenneth Malcolm Owen | |
| zuò qǔ : Jeffrey Walker Willian Geoffrey Steer Kenneth Malcolm Owen | |
| Snorting the stench of latent effluvium | |
| And maturing damp fumes | |
| This foul mé nage forces tears to your eyes | |
| As the corpse' s gas are exhumed | |
| Intoxicated by foul body odors | |
| 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 decision | |
| 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 | |
| Succumbing to a translucid state | |
| As you sniff the aroma of necropsy | |
| Bacterial decomposition | |
| The aroma of 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 |