Luyện nghe bài hát Trocar

[music - Leon del
- Sean McGrath]

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

Muscle tissue rips, my drips
Proceeding with my work, I'm an insensitive
Acid from your stomach is disgorged with a
Liquid offal gargles in throat
Embalming tubes occluded with of rotting fat
Decaying larval brine is fed until you choke

Impaled on a spike, internal organs are
Mellifluent gore by the is drained
Pernicious bilge is pumped your gut
Acidic now mangle your brain

pus
Eructating
stiff
I take sniff

Macerated veins are with a trocar
Playing host to my probe, pelvis now sprays
Abdominal saliva is splattered from your
Lathering my needle, ignominious remains
Easing the point into flesh
Declension steel is sublimely enmeshed
Irrigated fluids the porcelain slab
Methodically in-vaginated bromidic scabs

Pus, from your veins, is
A bloody mess, your corpse is bloodless
Lancinated is sapped
sot, your withered cadaver will rot

Decaying on the
I take another

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

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

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