Virchow's method is the heart of prosector life Pen-gripped scalpels and palm-gripped section knives 19th century dissection methods still relevant today Systematic journeys of corpses rudely flayed Pathological anatomy married with forensics Notating viscera in situ: a concept then eccentric Opening carca**es in a highly ordered Virchow Guide my hand Removing jellied organs from crumbling husks of waste Putrefaction inspires haste as tissues whisk to paste Following the method that Virchow gave to us Before the dead is laid to rest, we mire through the sickening pus Tearing open carca**es, a frenzied labored job I weigh the heart then section liver It comes away with repugnant wet pop (Solo: heroic tripe dimidiation and disa**embly) Dissecting entire organ systems at once A chain of glistening innards to expertly trounce Thoracic chamber-a cave of bony hazards Abdominal system-decrepit, stinking cupboard Tearing my gloves on ragged costal arches I manhandle the kidneys and they split with tiny notches I drop my bread knife in the ga**y, reeking cess Suction from the petrefaction yanks my glove into the mess Split the trunk Right down its length Rudolf Virchow Give me strength Revolting belching stiffs reduced to collapsed slab Disa**embled, emptied out, and stuffed in biohazard bags Rudolf Virchow Lives in these halls The morgue, his home His disciples-all We carve and hack Seeking d**h We steadfast priests Of The Last Breath Done my time In ME school The chow's a joke The work is crual My tade is sick But I'm compelled Rudolf Virchow Taught me well