Luyện nghe bài hát Trocar

[music - Leon del
[lyrics - McGrath]

Impacted is riddled with clots
Morbidly studying your anatomy
Perinium is with moldering pus
A mass of forensick liquidity
Locating my trocar, the tool of my
Emaciated fingers nimbly find I need
Desiring the gavage, I hastily
Into your chest intercalated as innards I bleed

tissue rips, my needle drips
Proceeding my work, I'm an insensitive jerk
from your stomach is disgorged with a splat
Liquid offal gargles in throat
Embalming tubes with clumps of rotting fat
Decaying larval is force fed until you choke

Impaled on a spike, internal are sucked
Mellifluent gore by the buckets is
Pernicious bilge is from your gut
Acidic bacteria now mangle your

pus
Eructating
stiff
I take another

Macerated are with a trocar dislodged
Playing host to my probe, your pelvis now
Abdominal saliva is from your anus
Lathering my needle, your remains
Easing the point delicate flesh
Declension steel is sublimely enmeshed
Irrigated cake the porcelain slab
Methodically in-vaginated with bromidic

Pus, from veins, is tapped
A awful mess, your corpse is bloodless
gore is sapped
Exenterated sot, your cadaver will rot

Decaying on the
I take stab

[solo: "The Mortician's Sword" by L.d.
"Lachrimose Germentation" by S.C. McGrath]

Muscles are imbued with a mix
Prepatent secretions your bowel make me sick
A redolent mephitis in the guts
Laughing at your as it seeps from the cuts
with larvae, your carcass is replete
Drawn and quarted in a morgue as I delete
is liquesced and from veins gladly pumped
My nocturnal vocation has my quite stumped

Packed in a full of salt
An acrid seeps from the box
Lye is applied as the is fed
in a tomb, for you are quite