Luyện nghe bài hát We Belong Dead

[music - Sewage]
- Ross Sewage]

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

bystanders are subjected to the horror
Our gruesome displays give rise to a
were piled and defiantly defiled
Up to our in blood, sweat, and bile
For the means to achieve our needs
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, we've gone quite

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

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 functioning

meted out for an untimely demise
Injections of fces, our malicious
Appointments kept for the ceasing of lives
Our promise to heal, a pack of

A Hippocratic
When the pledge is
The house of an atrocity
The of victims we've compiled

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

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

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

through offal and excrement
Agents of law our detainment

procedings with malevolent prejudice
Our heinous crimes lack any
Horrifying and aggregious evidence
The and deaths of medical deviants

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

injection, gas chamber, or the chair
Corporeal punishment for our brand of intensive

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

In to Hippocrates
Our bonds are severed
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 the brain
We belong

[solo: "Physician, Kill Thyself" by A.S.