Luyện nghe bài hát Gross Anatomy

music - Ross
lyrics - Sewage

Feared by and systematically oppressed
my crime, medicine I confess
Bearers of ignorance put a halt to my
For in the plane is where I would lurk
underground, six feet deep is precise
A labour for by my own device
Maggots and my constant companions
crypts and defiling their coffins

Archaic must be put to rest
of prima matter I'll test
When the casket's exhumed and I've broken the
surely just flesh and blood I'll reveal

A air pervades through my lab
A noxious bi-product of the stiff on the
I meticulously sketch the skins contours and
Then sub-cutaneously for arteries and veins
Methodical to lay bare the bones
For understanding of unknowns
necrosis makes the facts harder to confer
I'm proud to be a cadaverous

Slicing through shells
the secrets they tell
Engaged in
Gross

Surgery on human corpses
A putrid employ to read what the gore
Knowledge my aim, blasphemes claim
Negating all their spiritual

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

split open the chest cavity
Ocular provide a glimpse 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 of nerves and muscles explored
Their designs in my necronomicon are
Spinal tendrils extend through all
Cognition lies not in the heart but the
Visceral gears are recorded and weighed
A corporeal for mankind I have made
by disemboweled organs, it would seem
We are all nothing but machines

Slicing through mortal
Discerning the they tell
in necrology
Gross