Luyện nghe bài hát Gross Anatomy

music - Ross
lyrics - Ross

Feared by dogmatics and oppressed
my crime, medicine I confess
Bearers of ignorance put a to my work
For in the coronal plane is where I 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
of prima matter I'll test
When the exhumed and I've broken the seal
It's surely just flesh and blood reveal

A nidorous air through my lab
A noxious of the stiff on the slab
I sketch the skins contours and grains
probe sub-cutaneously for arteries and veins
Methodical excision to lay the bones
For of anatomical unknowns
Though necrosis makes the facts harder to
I'm to be a cadaverous cartographer

through mortal shells
Discerning the secrets they
Engaged in
Gross

on fresh human corpses
A employ to read what the gore says
my aim, blasphemes they claim
Negating all spiritual discourses

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

split open the chest cavity
Ocular scopes a glimpse into humanity...

Excavations are
There is no soul

(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 in my necronomicon are stored
Spinal tendrils through all planes
Cognition lies not in the but the brain
Visceral gears are each and weighed
A corporeal blueprint for mankind I have
by disemboweled organs, it would seem
We are all but organic machines

through mortal shells
Discerning the secrets tell
in necrology
Gross