Luyện nghe bài hát Trocar

[music - Leon del
- Sean McGrath]

Impacted tissue is riddled with
Morbidly studying your gross
Perinium is with moldering pus
A mass of gelatinized forensick
Locating my trocar, the of my trade
Emaciated fingers find what I need
Desiring the gavage, I hastily
Into your chest intercalated as your innards I

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

on a spike, internal organs are sucked
Mellifluent by the buckets is drained
Pernicious bilge is from your gut
Acidic now mangle your brain

pus
Eructating
stiff
I take another

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

Pus, your veins, is tapped
A awful 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.
"Lachrimose Germentation" by S.C. McGrath]

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

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