Luyện nghe bài hát Trocar

[music - del Muerte]
- Sean McGrath]

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

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

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

pus
Eructating
Decorticated
I take sniff

veins are with a trocar dislodged
Playing host to my probe, pelvis now sprays
Abdominal saliva is from your anus
Lathering my needle, ignominious remains
Easing the into delicate flesh
Declension steel is sublimely enmeshed
Irrigated fluids the porcelain slab
Methodically in-vaginated with 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 another stab

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

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

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