Scanning the crowd for a beauty My vision's prepared by my lust my senses are searching for signs the only thing that I can trust The scent of musk fills my nose Hot eyes staring deep into mine the steaming curves of her flesh hit me right into my spine
Roaming through alleys in darkness in search for pulsing blood the smell of the living surrounds me The centuries building my memory are wiped away by my greed in the face of my paralysed prey my cold brain is sceaming for meat
Carnal need corrupts control Carnal greed reflects the hunger
Feeling the hunger inside me grabbing the fat-dripping pieces roasted on hot glowing fire biting and chewing the lumps swallowing what used to live achieving the sweet satisfaction a well-filled stomache can give
Carnal need corrupts control Carnal greed enjoys the hunger