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