Luyện nghe bài hát Trocar

[music - Leon del
- Sean McGrath]

Impacted tissue is with clots
Morbidly studying your gross
Perinium is sullied with pus
A mass of gelatinized liquidity
my trocar, the tool of my trade
Emaciated nimbly find what I need
Desiring the gavage, I hastily
Into your intercalated as your innards I bleed

Muscle tissue rips, my drips
Proceeding with my work, I'm an jerk
Acid from your is disgorged with a splat
offal gargles in your throat
Embalming tubes occluded with clumps of fat
Decaying brine is force fed until you choke

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

pus
Eructating
stiff
I take sniff

Macerated veins are a trocar dislodged
host to my probe, your pelvis now sprays
Abdominal saliva is from your anus
my needle, your ignominious remains
Easing the point into flesh
Declension steel is sublimely enmeshed
fluids cake the porcelain slab
Methodically with bromidic scabs

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

Decaying on the
I take stab

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

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

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