Dis-Organ-Ized — текст песни (Impetigo)


Prone on the operating table
Deep incision sliced on inanimate flesh
I love my disgusting equipment
Needles, scalpels, and brain scoops to diagnose death
Succumb to my horrible experiment
Intestines & limbs agog in fiendish disarray
Mutating your natural composition
Rearrange your vital organs in horrific dismay

I`m the ghoul of the medical profession
Foetid corpses and carcasses line the basement wall
With glee I dismember cadavers
I affix the pancreas where stomach should be
Rejuvenate the rancid corpses
The innards glisten in their new anatomical display
I cackle with post-mortem delight
The walls reek of sin & the stench of horrendous decay...



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