Luyện nghe bài hát Empathological Necriticism

Bloodied, and twisted
Severe is all that remains
in shrink-wrap
Empty the contents onto the slab...

The morbid, muted
Is dissected, and shred-
is hard as a mortuary technician
The go straight to my head...

The trunk now depleted gristle, bactericidal decay
discissed disarticulation I bludgeon as I ablate...

Diluted spittle, bile and
Congealing on the floor
dismembered
As the cavities I sever...

Stabbing at the trachea, chest I puncture
back flesh I tear, subject to malacia...

"Advanced rigor mortis, the internally bruised
Kaleidoscopic livor mortis, the carcass a of livid blue
Joints are stiffened, I now and crack
The cerebrum pulped, cranial collapse..."

embalmed and fluids tapped
Maceration is oozing, as the I unwrap...

Finished with the fragments, a of stinking waste
Spread-eagled mess, I hastily eviscerate...

Advanced - let there be rot (fun in the morgue)
autodigestion - necrotic mutation...

The gaping chest is stitched up
Internal organs are hastily
The carnage totally
pathological waste...

Flowing crusts
The corpse is totally rotten to the
The miserable, festering
I dismember my saw...

The wounds are stitched, I try to repair
Disintegrating with histolycis and everyday and tear...

"Cadaveric dissolution, sliced, and deceased
Eructated gases are gurgling as bleed
Congested pus, blood and gore
corrodes as aggression gnaws..."

The mortuary I now wipe, sponge and clean
away the remains of life, the slab now gleams...

The evaporating reek of putrefaction gets right up my
Carnage, chunks and leftover in the bin I dispose...

pyathrosis - let there be rot (fun in the morgue)
Foul - necrotic mutation...