Impaled Flesh And Blood Lyrics

Flesh And Blood Lyrics


(Solo: "De-incarnated Mass of Fungal Strains " by S. C. McGrath) 
Pulling
the morbid stiffs, 
From the damp, sepulchral tomb, 
Harvesting the
rotten, 
My vocation, to exhume, 
Methanous tissues removed, 
With
procedures so emetic, 
A sordid conflagration, 
Your corpse is quite
pathetic. 

Dissecting body parts, disinhumed, 
As my head starts to
reel from the fumes, 

Consuming the cadaverous chyme, 
Sopped up from
the crypt, 
I morbidly dissect, 
As jellified muscles are ripped.

Oozing thoracic pulp, 
Is thoroughly molested, 
Engorged with
cankerous phlegm, 
I've left you quite congested. 

Grinding the dead
into slaw, 
As formaldehyde drips from my maw, 
Committing your remains
to the mud, 
Eternally, you'll rot, 
You're only flesh and blood.


Your remnants are boxed, 

(Solo: "One Foot in the Grave" by S.
C. McGrath) 

Bones have been picked, 

(Solo: "Distressed
Fallopian Discharge Bottled & Sold" by L. d. Muerte) 

Your carnage
interred, 

(Solo: "Uglinous Erosion of Necrocellular Proteins" by S. C.
McGrath) 

Abotched, necrotic wreck 

(Solo: "Blood Bank Robbery
and Singular Enjoyment of Booty" by L. d. Muerte)