General Surgery Mortuary Wars Lyrics

Mortuary Wars Lyrics

Scourging the morgue with sickly malice



Rank antagonism brought to a head



Disquiet on the forensic front



I sense the gathering of purulent adversary flesh 







Slashing at blistered & ulcerous limbs 



Keeping the rancid stiffs at bay



The ongoing struggle against dearly departed



A justified frenzy of pathological rage







Putrefactive waste I do adorn 



A foul internecine reward 



The gains of the battle, reeking of bile 



To the victor the spoils of mortuary wars







Surgical tools aid my success



over the malodorous cadavers I dread 



Their insidious advances I repulse with finesse 



Strategical mind games with the recently dead







Necrobiosis prevailing 



My ally in decomposition 



A festering triumph accomplished by force 



The shredded rank corpses my cowed and crushed foes 







Putrefactive waste I do adorn 



A foul internecine reward



The gains of the battle, reeking of bile



To the victor the spoils of mortuary wars







Scorch the fetid waste 



Replenish the source of flesh 



Gather a fresh batch of rancid, rank opponents







Joyfully await the the next occasion 



For the fun to start again 



To recreate with my malodorous chums 



This thrilling, exhilarant game







The gains of the battle 



The sweet stench of bile



To the victor the spoils of Mortuary wars