Luyện nghe bài hát Medical Waste

We have stared over the of mortality
And death's maw could not be sated
Our deviant feats not attain immortality
In shame, we vow our to be uncreated

Putrescence and filth, within our lab and ourselves
The mocking corpses bloat and
This rubbage will dispell
our lives, by our own hands, we'll dutifully end

In vaporous rooms, swell to burst
is applied
Scalpels lick our forearms and
Doctor assisted

Caught in the act, we are
the antibrachium, flesh is disbanded
Anti-coagulants of our
ensure no bloodflow retention

Goblets are filled with the
Our work's
A toast is raised to time
On failed

(solo: "Bubble, Bubble, and Trouble" by S.C. McGrath)

Noxious enkindling throats
Congealing on tongues in
With instruments we fathered
proceed to disembowel eachother

(solo: "Bungled Grind" by T. Spruance)

Fraternal

Detritus of a cold cook... waste
Keech of those that burked... medical waste
Sweetmeats from rusted hooks ... medical waste
surgical jerks... we're medical wastes

Lacerated midsections... medical
Sucking wounds lungs... medical waste
Our avulsed intestines... waste
Errorist physicians... medical wastes

Our characters are mortally
Teetotaciously rent shells
And now our blood and grue is
For from icarian heights we

(solo: "Live By the Scalpel, Die..." by J. Kocol)
(solo: "Voluntary Suicide" by S.C. McGrath)