[music - Leon del Muerte] [lyrics - Sean McGrath] Impacted tissue is riddled with clots Morbidly studying your gross anatomy Perinium is sullied with moldering pus A ma** of gelatinized forensick liquidity Locating my trocar, the tool of my trade Emaciated fingers nimbly find what I need Desiring the gavage, I hastily optate Into your chest intercalated as your innards I bleed Muscle tissue rips, my needle drips Proceeding with my work, I'm an insensitive jerk Acid from your stomach is disgorged with a splat Liquid offal gargles in your throat Embalming tubes occluded with clumps of rotting fat Decaying larval brine is force fed until you choke Impaled on a spike, internal organs are s**ed Mellifluent gore by the buckets is drained Pernicious bilge is pumped from your gut Acidic bacteria now mangle your brain Lactating pus Eructating guts Decorticated stiff I take another sniff Macerated veins are with a trocar dislodged Playing host to my probe, your pelvis now sprays Abdominal saliva is splattered from your an*s Lathering my needle, your ignominious remains
Easing the point into delicate flesh Declension with steel is sublimely enmeshed Irrigated fluids cake the porcelain slab Methodically in-vaginated with bromidic scabs Pus, from your veins, is tapped A bloody awful mess, your corpse is bloodless Lancinated gore is sapped Exenterated sot, your withered cadaver will rot Decaying on the slab I take another stab [solo: "The Mortician's Sword" by L.d. Muerte] [solo: "Lachrimose Germentation" by S.C. McGrath] Muscles are imbued with a gelatinous mix Prepatent secretions from your bowel make me sick A redolent mephitis maturates in the guts Laughing at your humor as it seeps from the cuts Ensmultified with larvae, your carca** is replete Drawn and quarted in a morgue as innards I delete Ichor is liquesced and from veins gladly pumped My nocturnal vocation has my colleagues quite stumped Packed in a coffin full of salt An acrid scent seeps from the box Lye is applied as the earth is fed Ensconced in a tomb, for you are quite Dead