Luyện nghe bài hát We Belong Dead

[music - Ross
[lyrics - Ross

A on mankind, a pox on the planet
We are the surgeons of and shit

Innocent bystanders are to the horror
Our gruesome give rise to a furor
Bodies were and defiantly defiled
Up to our in blood, sweat, and bile
For the means to achieve our deviant
The should die and the innocent bleed

Doctors of death, of pain
Morbid cannot be restrained
A need to dismember, disfigure, and
By A.M.A. standards, gone quite insane

turning in his grave
The oath, broken, cannot be
From the realms of science we've
And into the charnel house

Vitriolic tinctures for plasma
rotted by a virulent miasma
Appendages unnecessarily
To zero growth all were castrated
A myopic doles out the bonesaw
The O.R. is now a abbatoir

Prescriptions out for an untimely demise
of fces, our malicious advice
Appointments were kept for the of lives
Our to heal, a pack of lies

A Hippocratic
When the is defiled
The house of an atrocity
The list of victims compiled

Hung on a noose, drowned in the loam, at the vein
Let the red
Choked on a pill, impaled through the
We belong

[solo: "The and the Fiends" by S.C. McGrath]

Our raided by the authorities
Littered with on all thirteen stories
We toiled long in the
Fueled by and forties

Wading through offal and
Agents of law our detainment

Judicial procedings malevolent prejudice
Our heinous crimes lack any
Horrifying facts and aggregious
The lives and deaths of deviants

Bloodstained hands guilt, ipso facto
Our are forfeit for theirs, quid pro quo

Lethal injection, gas chamber, or the
Corporeal punishment for our of intensive care

"Age Actabile Anti-Hippocrate" by S.C. McGrath]
[solo: "The Doctor Is In... Sane" by A.S.
"Dead Men Walking" by S.C. McGrath]
[solo: "Throw the Switch" by A.S.

In to Hippocrates
Our corporeal bonds are
But our crimes humanity
In infamy, shall forever

on a noose, drowned in the loam, sliced at the vein
Let the red
Choked on a pill, impaled through the
We belong

[solo: "Physician, Thyself" by A.S. LaBarre]