Luyện nghe bài hát Gross Anatomy

music - Sewage
lyrics - Sewage

Feared by dogmatics and systematically
Science my crime, medicine I
Bearers of ignorance put a to my work
For in the plane is where I would lurk
Forced underground, six feet deep is
A labour for by my own device
Maggots and my constant companions
Pillaging and defiling their coffins

Archaic alchemists be put to rest
Notions of prima I'll test
the casket's exhumed and I've broken the seal
It's surely just flesh and blood I'll

A nidorous air through my lab
A bi-product of the stiff on the slab
I sketch the skins contours and grains
Then probe sub-cutaneously for arteries and
Methodical excision to lay bare the
For understanding of unknowns
Though makes the facts harder to confer
I'm proud to be a cadaverous

Slicing through mortal
Discerning the secrets tell
in necrology
Gross

on fresh human corpses
A putrid employ to read what the gore
Knowledge my aim, blasphemes they
Negating all their discourses

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

Retractors open the chest cavity
Ocular provide a glimpse into humanity...

Excavations are
There is no 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 in my necronomicon are stored
tendrils extend through all planes
Cognition lies not in the heart but the
Visceral gears are recorded and weighed
A corporeal blueprint for mankind I made
Surrounded by disemboweled organs, it would
We are all nothing but organic

Slicing through mortal
the secrets they tell
Engaged in
anatomy