Luyện nghe bài hát Gross Anatomy

music - Ross
- Ross Sewage

Feared by and systematically oppressed
Science my crime, medicine I
Bearers of ignorance put a halt to my
For in the coronal is where I would lurk
Forced underground, six feet deep is
A for knowledge by my own device
Maggots and my constant companions
Pillaging crypts and defiling their

Archaic alchemists must be put to
Notions of prima matter test
When the casket's exhumed and I've the seal
It's surely just flesh and I'll reveal

A air pervades through my lab
A noxious bi-product of the on the slab
I meticulously sketch the skins and grains
Then probe sub-cutaneously for and veins
Methodical excision to lay the bones
For of anatomical unknowns
Though necrosis makes the facts harder to
I'm proud to be a cartographer

Slicing through mortal
the secrets they tell
Engaged in
anatomy

Surgery on human corpses
A putrid to read what the gore says
Knowledge my aim, blasphemes they
all their spiritual discourses

(solo: "Qu Omnibus Artibus" by S.C. McGrath)

Retractors split the chest cavity
Ocular scopes provide a into humanity...

Excavations are
is no soul here

(solo: "Tales The Crypt" by A.S. LaBarre)
(solo: "The Man" by S.C. McGrath)
(solo: "Encyclopdia Anatomica" by A.S. LaBarre)

A labyrinth of nerves and muscles
Their in my necronomicon are stored
Spinal tendrils extend through all
Cognition not in the heart but the brain
Visceral gears are each recorded and
A corporeal blueprint for I have made
by disemboweled organs, it would seem
We are all nothing but organic

Slicing through shells
Discerning the secrets tell
Engaged in
anatomy