Luyện nghe bài hát Empathological Necroticism

Bloodied, torn and
Severe mutilation is all that
in shrink-wrap
Empty the contents the mortuary slab...
The morbid, muted
Is dissected, and shred-
is hard as a mortuary technician
The fumes go to my head...
The trunk now depleted gristle, with bactericidal
This discissed disarticulation I as I ablate...
Diluted spittle, bile and
Congealing on the floor
Grotesquely
As the I harshly sever...
Stabbing at the trachea, chest walls I
Slicing flesh I tear, subject to malacia...
"Advanced rigor mortis, the corpse internally
Kaleidoscopic livor mortis, the carcass a shade of livid
Joints are stiffened, I now and crack
The cerebrum pulped, with collapse..."
embalmed and fluids tapped
Maceration is oozing, as the I unwrap...
with the fragments, a mass of stinking waste
Spread-eagled bloody mess, I eviscerate...
Advanced Pyathrosis - let be rot (fun in the morgue)
autodigestion - necrotic mutation...
The gaping chest is stitched up
organs are hastily replaced
The carnage totally
Another waste...
blood crusts
The corpse is totally rotten to the
The miserable, stiff
I with my saw...
The are stitched, I shabbily try to repair
with histolycis and everyday wear and tear...
"Cadaveric dissolution, sliced, and deceased
Eructated are gurgling as they bleed
Congested pus, blood and gore
Tissue corrodes as gnaws..."
The table I now wipe, sponge and clean
away the remains of life, the slab now gleams...
The evaporating reek of putrefaction gets up my nose
Carnage, chunks and pieces in the bin I dispose...
pyathrosis - let there be rot (fun in the morgue)
Foul - necrotic mutation...