Luyện nghe bài hát Mondo Medicale

Grinding forth from the halls of
with the stench of dessication
Four pre-meds condemnation
Tomes perused, tombs were abused
All medico-legal limitations
With inhuman and intelligence, infused

Master thespians in the theatre
endowed in a gorenography feature
Deranged we may be after a blood
But all that rots can't be intact

Sifting through reams of charts
Bisecting livers and dissecting
Arcane for doctoral upstarts
Rooting through a chum ridden
Cells on iodized glass
We've mapped the of a carcass

(solo: "Destroying Galen" by J. Kocol)
(solo: "De Fabrica Corpus" by S.C. McGrath)

Up to our elbows in and claret
We proffer quite a sanguine
As we rule this mondo
With scalpels and prepared on the tray
cut and dermis to flay
You will rue this medicale

Bypassing moral balances and
on high, rewriting texts
Our æsculapian methods leave them all
Surgical aspirations, all
Versali, repersonified
But for our successes, we're

A trocar employed for
In bedlam of hospitality
Though flesh and blood are inside
The gross anatomy can still be
To the stakes of medicine's breadth
These cuts ours, until death
Our work is to die for so don't be a
Choke on it and go to the grave