Through Cadaver Eyes

I see the world through cadaver eyes
 Sickened by the sight of all that I despise
 Rotting mass devoured by maggots and flies
 A ghoulish feast upon the necrotized
 I see the world through cadaver eyes
 A sucking grave from which nothing will rise
 Too late, we've just begun to realize
 All that we touch we cause to rot and die
 The ichor in which we're immured
 Clotted, purulent and impure
 Infected well past any hope of cure
 This is the world that I see
 Decaying for the feasts of parasites
 The human wreckage whets their appetites
 In the polluted carnage they delight
 Our flesh, their fetid fantasy, their fetid fantasy
 Through cadaver eyes, the shroud torn back
 To view the carnage at which we hack, bleeding black
 Through cadaver eyes see only death
 The putrid truth of what is left, rotten flesh
 Inhale the crematory's noxious reek
 Savor the stench of a world deceased
 The taste of slaughter that our palettes seek
 To dull the buzzing in our brains
 Taste the blight fester within your flesh
 With every mouthful that you gasp for breath
 Revolted by this wretched world grotesque
 And every horror it contains, every horror it contains
 Through cadaver eyes, the shroud torn back
 To view the carnage at which we hack, bleeding black
 Through cadaver eyes see only death
 The putrid truth of what is left, rotten flesh
 Through cadaver eyes, the shroud torn back
 To view the carnage at which we hack, bleeding black
 Through cadaver eyes see only death
 The putrid truth of what is left, rotten flesh
 All the world is a cadaver's eye
 We crawl like maggots from beneath its stye
 Engorged we consume to be consumed in time
 A noisome plague in both death and life