"..Pale skin shines in the darkness of the morgue
d**hlike atmosphere is filled with the stench of rot
Displeasant, repulsive and grim
Caught in the morbid attraction of the obscene
The sick and the beauty - divergent concepts
The Cult of the Emetic - deviated taste
Pathological perversion - necrologic spell
Happy in putrefaction..."
I'm deranged for loathsome - deranged for gore
Emaciated faces marked by the last d**h-throe
Process of rotheness manifested in the corpse
Dead bodies I dismember with love
Adipocere lubricates my latex gloves
Lain on the mortuary table
The stage where I act
Instruments gleams in the dark (necrotomy starts)
Dura-Mater I extract
I'm deranged for loathsome - deranged for gore
[POEM:]
"..Pale skin shines in the darkness of the morgue
d**hlike atmosphere is filled with the stench of rot
Displeasant, repulsive and grim
Caught in the morbid attraction of the obscene
The sick and the beauty - divergent concepts
The Cult of the Emetic - deviated taste
Pathological perversion - necrologic spell
Happy in putrefaction... I'm deranged "
Dismembered torsos I slice and explore
Removing intestines - pathology I adore
Corpses cause affection their members I collect
I'm an artist of mutilation
I live to dissect