Luyện nghe bài hát Gross Anatomy

music - Ross
lyrics - Sewage

by dogmatics and systematically oppressed
Science my crime, I confess
Bearers of put a halt to my work
For in the plane is where I would lurk
Forced underground, six feet is precise
A for knowledge by my own device
Maggots and my constant companions
Pillaging crypts and defiling coffins

Archaic alchemists be put to rest
of prima matter I'll test
When the casket's exhumed and broken the seal
It's surely flesh and blood I'll reveal

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

Slicing through mortal
the secrets they tell
Engaged in
anatomy

Surgery on fresh human
A putrid employ to what the gore says
Knowledge my aim, blasphemes they
Negating all spiritual discourses

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

Retractors split the chest cavity
Ocular scopes provide a 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 labyrinth of nerves and explored
designs in my necronomicon are stored
Spinal tendrils extend through all
Cognition lies not in the heart but the
Visceral gears are recorded and weighed
A blueprint for mankind I have made
Surrounded by disemboweled organs, it seem
We are all but organic machines

through mortal shells
Discerning the they tell
Engaged in
anatomy