Luyện nghe bài hát We Belong Dead

[music - Ross
- Ross Sewage]

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

Innocent bystanders are to the horror
Our gruesome displays give to a furor
Bodies piled and defiantly defiled
Up to our knees in blood, sweat, and
For the to achieve our deviant needs
The guilty should die and the innocent

Doctors of death, of pain
Morbid addictions cannot be
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 of science we've strayed
And the charnel house descended

tinctures substituted for plasma
Intra-venously by a virulent miasma
Appendages unnecessarily
To promote growth all were castrated
A myopic doles out the bonesaw
The O.R. is now a abbatoir

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

A hypocrisy
When the pledge is
The house of an atrocity
The list of we've compiled

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

"The Flesh and the Fiends" by S.C. McGrath]

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

Wading through and excrement
Agents of law our detainment

Judicial procedings with prejudice
Our heinous lack any precedence
facts and aggregious evidence
The and deaths of medical deviants

Bloodstained hands assure guilt, ipso
Our lives are forfeit for theirs, pro quo

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

"Age Actabile Anti-Hippocrate" by S.C. McGrath]
[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 corporeal are severed
But our crimes humanity
In infamy, reign forever

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

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