Luyện nghe bài hát Living Dissection

Fingers missing from hands, to snap bones
And necks, pierced together dead tissue
Body parts crudely sewn, face is smashed to pulp from an empty

Brain

Hungry for
Many commanding my existence
My alive, I defy, the life I've been given
I should have dead
Experimenting on dead tissue, convulsing on the table
Reanimation of the dead, rusty scapals cutting
together parts and parts
Transplanting human
organs, restal pus
Spitting up galbladder
Donation of organs carved from broken bodies
Eyes melting, skin
Every bleeding
Meat inter-changed from the stiffs
Parts of the dead are never to
nodes
Implode, the brain corrodes
Bodies sold to science, from the dead
Creation of a being known to man
Heart pumping pus through the body, sliced in sections, the

Regaining from beyond
To rip the flesh from bones
Stripped of flesh,
Torn in two, through you
Live organs needed to be
Pathologist the skull of the donor, now he lies

Awaiting a new
Re-cycling the bodies, parts of the
Exposing their insides, slitting their
a way
Bringing to the corpse, one dead on my table
to walk again
Fingers missing hands
Ready to snap and necks
Pieced together
tissue
Face is to pulp, drooling from
An socket
Brain half-dead, hungry for
Many souls commanding my existence, my alive, I derfy, the life
been given
I should have dead