"..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