Necrophile Lyrics

No one knows him
No one takes notice of him
He is a loner in all
Ways and relations
Extreme addictions
And preferences
Happy in his brain
Controlling his body
With full force
He knows himself
So he likes to move
In the dark

He's driven to go out
When the night comes down
Only in the dark
His victims are within reach
He searches for corpses
Dead men to use
He doesn't dare
Touching living flesh
He needs the smell
Of the dead
To satisfy his instinct

Dead flesh
Full of the smell of death
Dead flesh
Full of severe cold
Dead flesh
Defenseless like a child
Craving for lifeless bodies
it never ends
Before this thirst is quenched

He lives among ourselves
Unnoticed and pale
He feels good
In this world of easy prey
He's a beast

In human shape
Driven by a mania
That nobody knows or understands
He isn't a part of us
And help won't reach him soon

He gets untamed
If not kept under our control
He's sick and deranged
With his actions and when
Dealing with sexuality
There is no hope for recovery
Of his morbid appetite
The only relief is death
Almost all things are defined
And have backgrounds
Not for him
He's a necrophile!