He feeds on the ones that died in the battle 
When the sunlight sets, he creeps out of his cave 
The smell of rotten flesh excites his insane mind 
The stench of decay fills the fiery air 

Dawn of the cadaver ghoul 
Only the dead satisfy his soul 

He likes the sight of all those broken bodies 
Decapitated corpses are lying all around 
What's disgusting to us, he finds of beauty 
The absolute horror is represented through him 

Dawn of the cadaver ghoul 
Wicked, awful creature just waiting for you 

The wars fought by mankind supply his eerie needs 
He's the king of predators, the instinct of evil 
The legend passed on by the children that he went insane 
The perfect mirror for the wrong that is done in this world 

No one sees the demon when his work is complete 
Is he just a ghost of all wild stories that are told? 
Or will he come back when more blood is shed? 
And will the fear never ever go away from here? 

He feeds on the ones that died in the battle 
When the sunlight sets, he creeps out of his cave 
The smell of rotten flesh excites his insane mind 
The stench of decay fills the fiery air 

Dawn of the cadaver ghoul 
Only the dead satisfy his soul