Luyện nghe bài hát Forensic Clinicism / The Sanguine Article

Salutiferous exaltation, through spatterings I sift,
Cauterizing proud flesh, pyogenic I just yearn to rip,
With impalpable, cathartic tools, lusts I gratify,
Cold premediated surgery, in my calculated surgery I hold your life...

Pultacious...
Pugnacious...
Pernicious...
Acro-idiopathic...

Artificially concussed, excavating to your core,
Patulous, deep wounds, and crimson as I explore,
Master at my art, I like to carve sculpture and maim,
Mounted on the freezer's geurney, exhibited until you enter into decay...

Pultacious...
Pugnacious...
Delicious...
Gastric-idiopathology...

Welcome to my theatre, the stage upon I act,
Turning into a perfomance, heiniously I hew and gash,
Churning out a deep gulch, the a major nick,
A toke of nitrous oxide is how I get my kicks...

Expurgating tissue, opulent flesh I slit,
Costate cuts expunged as the I now fillet,
and mussing, carnage hyperventilates,
Self placebonic, the is operate...

The recumbent are my prey - my genital blade,
Your precordium I plunder - whilst you're put under

- you're totally parched,
Exenterating - body parts,
abraded - Surgically maimed,
Decortication - Medically

Contaminating, infacting, how I to cough and sneeze,
On the carneous culture, to bacteria to breed,
Anaesthetised, paralysed, a clinical is induced,
With callous dexterity your bodily is reduced...

I extract the - to end up in my bucket,
A quick flick of my - and I'll be struck off the list

Exanguinating - straigh the heart,
Exenterating - my lancet so sharp,
- my surgery maims,
Decortication - by the clinically

Gross misconduct, I the choicest cuts,
Text book stabs, written on tag...

Wheeled away after a mishap,
In a polythene bag your is now wrapped...
The acute now sealed up,
The picture of ill-health, a bit cut up...