Dissect, Exhume, Devour... — текст песни (Haemorrhage)

Early at mourning I go to the morgue
I have my breakfast on a dismembered corpse
Dissecting its organs whistling as I work
Beholding my carnage, I delight on gore

I love my profession as mortuary technician
So funny, macabre and sick
I am alone when my workdays ends
Corpses are my only friends

Cemetery at midnight is my favourite place
Disturbing the quietus I break open the grave
Digging up the coffin, grabbin knife and fork
Smell the putrefaction... I feast on the rot

Nocturnal party of greedy necrophagia
Carving out putrid remains
Ingesting toxines from rotting exudate
I`m addicted to ptomaine

Extracting rancid fats
Used as sauce for raw guts
Decrepit dinner is served
I`m hungry for maggoty flesh

Festered offals garnished with gall
Gastronomic funeral
Delicious taste of dead
Gnawned bones is all that left

(repeat 2nd verse)

Dissect... Exhume... Devour... Vomit!!!!!!!