| Song | Under The Rotted Flesh |
| Artist | Cannibal Corpse |
| Album | Cannibal Corpse - Dead Human Collection |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Barnes |
| [00:28.89] | Under the flesh, rot my lust for decayed corpses |
| [00:51.57] | Dead bodies exhumed, their coldness induces me |
| [00:53.49] | Endless defilement reoccurring relapses, perverse with the dead |
| [00:57.30] | Soon I will kill for myself |
| [00:58.26] | Impending suffering, spasms |
| [00:59.49] | Shooting through me nauseation |
| [01:00.03] | A cannibalistic necrophile violating the body, putrefied |
| [01:42.24] | Mouldering, gorging on the rotted flesh |
| [01:48.36] | Cutting off the body's head |
| [01:49.11] | Drinking from its severed necks |
| [01:55.44] | As I rip the corpse in half |
| [01:56.16] | Human **** for nourishment |
| [01:56.70] | Coprophagia, consuming feces of the dying |
| [01:57.60] | As their bowels let loose defecation flows down |
| [02:36.96] | My throat excremental injestment |
| [02:37.92] | Reflections of things to come, mirrored in the dead |
| [02:38.94] | One's eyes my fantasy of murder |
| [03:01.23] | Incarnated open wounds gushing |
| [03:01.92] | Blood on skin coagulated tortured of the retched |
| [03:03.00] | No one cares of their dead appalling |
| [03:05.49] | Odor wreaking, piles of rotted bodies |
| [03:06.24] | The bodies prepared for slaughter |
| [03:06.93] | Wallowing in your own blood |
| [03:07.50] | Grinding of your fingers |
| [03:09.99] | And toes feeding on your meat |
| [03:17.64] | I immerse my sharpened implement |
| [03:18.36] | Into a fresh bleeding gash |
| [03:21.45] | Her body used for my sick desires |
| [03:22.35] | The blood thirst |
| [03:26.97] | I can't control |
| [03:33.48] | Many more must suffer disposal of the dead |
| [03:36.06] | The corpse chopped to bits licking up the drivel |
| [03:40.65] | The gore enrages me all |
| [03:41.58] | I kill a new creation |
| [04:39.09] | My work of art bodies torn apart, liver quivering at my feet |
| [04:47.85] | Eyelids cut off to watch your own dismemberment |
| [04:53.25] | Cutting through arteries nerves exposed |
| [04:54.12] | Feel the power of pain |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Barnes |
| [00:28.89] | Under the flesh, rot my lust for decayed corpses |
| [00:51.57] | Dead bodies exhumed, their coldness induces me |
| [00:53.49] | Endless defilement reoccurring relapses, perverse with the dead |
| [00:57.30] | Soon I will kill for myself |
| [00:58.26] | Impending suffering, spasms |
| [00:59.49] | Shooting through me nauseation |
| [01:00.03] | A cannibalistic necrophile violating the body, putrefied |
| [01:42.24] | Mouldering, gorging on the rotted flesh |
| [01:48.36] | Cutting off the body' s head |
| [01:49.11] | Drinking from its severed necks |
| [01:55.44] | As I rip the corpse in half |
| [01:56.16] | Human for nourishment |
| [01:56.70] | Coprophagia, consuming feces of the dying |
| [01:57.60] | As their bowels let loose defecation flows down |
| [02:36.96] | My throat excremental injestment |
| [02:37.92] | Reflections of things to come, mirrored in the dead |
| [02:38.94] | One' s eyes my fantasy of murder |
| [03:01.23] | Incarnated open wounds gushing |
| [03:01.92] | Blood on skin coagulated tortured of the retched |
| [03:03.00] | No one cares of their dead appalling |
| [03:05.49] | Odor wreaking, piles of rotted bodies |
| [03:06.24] | The bodies prepared for slaughter |
| [03:06.93] | Wallowing in your own blood |
| [03:07.50] | Grinding of your fingers |
| [03:09.99] | And toes feeding on your meat |
| [03:17.64] | I immerse my sharpened implement |
| [03:18.36] | Into a fresh bleeding gash |
| [03:21.45] | Her body used for my sick desires |
| [03:22.35] | The blood thirst |
| [03:26.97] | I can' t control |
| [03:33.48] | Many more must suffer disposal of the dead |
| [03:36.06] | The corpse chopped to bits licking up the drivel |
| [03:40.65] | The gore enrages me all |
| [03:41.58] | I kill a new creation |
| [04:39.09] | My work of art bodies torn apart, liver quivering at my feet |
| [04:47.85] | Eyelids cut off to watch your own dismemberment |
| [04:53.25] | Cutting through arteries nerves exposed |
| [04:54.12] | Feel the power of pain |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Barnes |
| [00:28.89] | Under the flesh, rot my lust for decayed corpses |
| [00:51.57] | Dead bodies exhumed, their coldness induces me |
| [00:53.49] | Endless defilement reoccurring relapses, perverse with the dead |
| [00:57.30] | Soon I will kill for myself |
| [00:58.26] | Impending suffering, spasms |
| [00:59.49] | Shooting through me nauseation |
| [01:00.03] | A cannibalistic necrophile violating the body, putrefied |
| [01:42.24] | Mouldering, gorging on the rotted flesh |
| [01:48.36] | Cutting off the body' s head |
| [01:49.11] | Drinking from its severed necks |
| [01:55.44] | As I rip the corpse in half |
| [01:56.16] | Human for nourishment |
| [01:56.70] | Coprophagia, consuming feces of the dying |
| [01:57.60] | As their bowels let loose defecation flows down |
| [02:36.96] | My throat excremental injestment |
| [02:37.92] | Reflections of things to come, mirrored in the dead |
| [02:38.94] | One' s eyes my fantasy of murder |
| [03:01.23] | Incarnated open wounds gushing |
| [03:01.92] | Blood on skin coagulated tortured of the retched |
| [03:03.00] | No one cares of their dead appalling |
| [03:05.49] | Odor wreaking, piles of rotted bodies |
| [03:06.24] | The bodies prepared for slaughter |
| [03:06.93] | Wallowing in your own blood |
| [03:07.50] | Grinding of your fingers |
| [03:09.99] | And toes feeding on your meat |
| [03:17.64] | I immerse my sharpened implement |
| [03:18.36] | Into a fresh bleeding gash |
| [03:21.45] | Her body used for my sick desires |
| [03:22.35] | The blood thirst |
| [03:26.97] | I can' t control |
| [03:33.48] | Many more must suffer disposal of the dead |
| [03:36.06] | The corpse chopped to bits licking up the drivel |
| [03:40.65] | The gore enrages me all |
| [03:41.58] | I kill a new creation |
| [04:39.09] | My work of art bodies torn apart, liver quivering at my feet |
| [04:47.85] | Eyelids cut off to watch your own dismemberment |
| [04:53.25] | Cutting through arteries nerves exposed |
| [04:54.12] | Feel the power of pain |