Luyện nghe bài hát Gorenography

[music - McGrath and Leon del Muerte]
- Sean McGrath and Ross Sewage]

Latent images in submerged
A gallery of gore for posterity
Your visage shall endure long you've been laid to rest
Immortalized in as record of your death

A work of art
straight from the heart
Your is black and white
A grisly study in life
A kalopsic collage is your grave
The cutting room floor is where you your last days
atrocities, my subjects are the dead
An gorenographer cutting off heads

Glistening gralloch, a of rot
Exenterated torsos coacervate and
Veristic works of art are and displayed
Decomposed and posed as I prepare plate

On my nefandous I diligently toil
For a exfodiated from hallowed soil
An axunge to grease the gears
Lacking my wit, kin may tears
Cohesive structure is what you
A poultice of plaster will in the cracks
Sculptures in flesh are my medium du
Your puniceous I faithfully restore

Abdomen is spliced and the is set
develop your roll as my ensanguined subject
Holes in your skull form a camera obscura
This of death will be rather thorough
My scrapbook of horror is final epitaph
Pictures from the after world, a corpse
Your countenance embossed in gelatin
A gruesome reminder of your end

A sheet is used for the final cut
Through and error I make my decision
The template enlarged to a grainy
excoriated exhibit, my final revision

[solo: "Welcome to the Bone Room" by L.d.
[solo: "Matted and for Decay" by S.C. McGrath]

license I must take
Depleted bones I'm apt to I strike the set, this shoot is a wrap
Your occluded with residual scraps
The I find in a moldering crate
A cadaverous curio with which I