Psychopathologist — текст песни (carcass)

Effervescing entrails corroding after years
The stench of the canker brings me no tears
Festering tumours of cancerous decay
Gnawed and chewed by maggots with malicious hate

I like to slide my hand inside your stomach
And rip out the putrid remains,
Drink the pus and munch on the internal organs
Until all the casket is drained.
It`s fun being a pathologist - slicing up corpses
Especially when they have just been exhumed,
I like doing autopsies on festering carcasses -
I get high sniffing on all the fumes

(Solo: Inquisitive Brutality)

The sound of rancid juices sloshing around your coffin
The mould and the gore remind me of that you`re rotting
Congealed blood clotted around both sets of veins
The beautiful colour of your decomposing brain