Luyện nghe bài hát Dissect, Exhume, Devour...

Early at mourning I go to the
I have my breakfast on a corpse
Dissecting its organs whistling as I
my carnage, I delight on gore

I my profession as mortuary technician
So funny, and sick
I am alone when my ends
Corpses are my only

Cemetery at midnight is my favourite
Disturbing the quietus I break the grave
Digging up the coffin, grabbin knife and
Smell the putrefaction... I on the rot

Nocturnal party of greedy
Carving out putrid
Ingesting toxines from exudate
I'm addicted to

Extracting rancid
Used as for raw guts
dinner is served
I'm hungry for flesh

Festered offals garnished gall
funeral
Delicious taste of
Gnawned bones is all left

(repeat 2nd verse)

Dissect... Exhume... Devour... Vomit!!!