Luyện nghe bài hát Trocar

[music - Leon del
[lyrics - McGrath]

Impacted tissue is riddled with
studying your gross anatomy
Perinium is sullied moldering pus
A of gelatinized forensick liquidity
Locating my trocar, the tool of my
Emaciated nimbly find what I need
the gavage, I hastily optate
Into your chest as your innards I bleed

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

on a spike, internal organs are sucked
Mellifluent gore by the is drained
Pernicious is pumped from your gut
Acidic bacteria now mangle your

pus
Eructating
Decorticated
I take sniff

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

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

Decaying on the
I another stab

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

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

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