Lirik Lagu Empathological Necroticism - Carcass
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Bloodied, torn and twistedSevere mutilation is all that remains
Stagnating in shrink-wrapEmpty the contents onto the mortuary slab...
The morbid, muted bodyIs dissected, lacerated and shred -Life is hard as a mortuary technicianThe fumes go straight to my head...
The trunk now depleting gristle, with bactericidal decayThis discissed disarticulation I bludgeon as I ablate...
Diluted spittle, bile and goreCongealing puddles on the floorGrotesquely dismemberedAs the cavities I harshly sever...
Stabbing at the trachea, chest with walls I punctureSlicing back flesh I tear, subject to malacia...
Advanced rigor mortis, the corpse internally bruisedKaleidoscope livor mortis, the carcass a shade of livid blueJoints are stiffened, I now bend and crackThe cerebrum pulped, with cranial collapse...
Bodily embalmed and fluids tappedMaceration is oozing, as the insides I unwrap...
Finished with the fragments, a mass of stinking wasteSpread-eagled bloody mess, I hastily eviscerate...
Advanced pyathrosis - let there be rot (fun in the morgue)Foul autodigestion - necrotic mutation...
The gaping chest is crudely stitched upInternal organs are hastily replacedThe carnage totally disfiguredAnother pathological waste...
Flowing blood crustsThe corpse is totally rotten to the coreThe miserable, festering stiffI dismember with my saw...
The wounds are stitched, I shabbily try to repairDisintegrating with histolycis and everyday wear and tear...
"Cadaveric dissolution, sliced, ripped and deceasedEructated gases are gurgling as they bleedCongested pus, blood and autodigested goreTissue corrodes as aggression gnaws..."
The mortuary table I now wipe, sponge and cleanWashing away the remains of life, the slab now gleams...
The evaporating reek of putrefaction gets right up my noseCarnage, chunks and leftover pieces i
Stagnating in shrink-wrapEmpty the contents onto the mortuary slab...
The morbid, muted bodyIs dissected, lacerated and shred -Life is hard as a mortuary technicianThe fumes go straight to my head...
The trunk now depleting gristle, with bactericidal decayThis discissed disarticulation I bludgeon as I ablate...
Diluted spittle, bile and goreCongealing puddles on the floorGrotesquely dismemberedAs the cavities I harshly sever...
Stabbing at the trachea, chest with walls I punctureSlicing back flesh I tear, subject to malacia...
Advanced rigor mortis, the corpse internally bruisedKaleidoscope livor mortis, the carcass a shade of livid blueJoints are stiffened, I now bend and crackThe cerebrum pulped, with cranial collapse...
Bodily embalmed and fluids tappedMaceration is oozing, as the insides I unwrap...
Finished with the fragments, a mass of stinking wasteSpread-eagled bloody mess, I hastily eviscerate...
Advanced pyathrosis - let there be rot (fun in the morgue)Foul autodigestion - necrotic mutation...
The gaping chest is crudely stitched upInternal organs are hastily replacedThe carnage totally disfiguredAnother pathological waste...
Flowing blood crustsThe corpse is totally rotten to the coreThe miserable, festering stiffI dismember with my saw...
The wounds are stitched, I shabbily try to repairDisintegrating with histolycis and everyday wear and tear...
"Cadaveric dissolution, sliced, ripped and deceasedEructated gases are gurgling as they bleedCongested pus, blood and autodigested goreTissue corrodes as aggression gnaws..."
The mortuary table I now wipe, sponge and cleanWashing away the remains of life, the slab now gleams...
The evaporating reek of putrefaction gets right up my noseCarnage, chunks and leftover pieces i
