SONG LYRICS & CHORDS (E)

A sombre study in an ashen shade of grey / The haunting eyes of the lifeless not yet rotten / Embalming fluid stave off incursive decay...

Children gather round him, / Mystery surrounds him, / What terrible secret does he hide,...

Suffering intolerably from bladder irritability / Emitting septic belches, pungent septic funk / Unable to function because of bowel flaccidity...

Beholding the kaliedescopic hue of your decomposing hymen I salivate / Entranced by the effervescing effluvium of the rotted vagina / Carefully excising the fragantly fermented labia I shall masticate...

It feeds exclusively off dead bodies of human beings / Laid down amongst several thousand tabanid brethren / Wriggling free from a post-natal prison...

The fresh young cadaver lies shrink wrapped and still / Placid, pale and beautiful / Hands trembling as the synthetic shroud is lifted...

The fresh young cadaver lies shrink wrapped and still / Placid, pale and beautiful / Hands trembling as the synthetic shroud is lifted...

Fastened down and secured to the operating table / With scalpels and cutlery I will work upon your aesthetics / A most afflictive process you are made to endure...

Piercing the gossamer skin / Carving and caressing warm flesh / Rivulets of crimson dribbling...

Brutally raped and hacked / Vagina torn ripped in half / Slash and rend, mutilate...

Ensanguined flesh rips from your gaping slit / Urine flows as your bladder is split / Fallopian tubes are ruptured and shred...

Some boys kiss me / Some boys hug me / I think they're okay...

Blood is spilled, bones are cracked / Fettered limbs are cruelly hacked / Relentless brutal maniac...

Pity the weal for they can not see / The way it will be at their trial / For in fire and flame and a newborns fresh blood...

Pity the weal for they can not see / The way it will be at their trial / For in fire and flame and a newborns fresh blood...

Place these coins upon your eyes / The final payment in your necrotic tithe / And so the gleam that rendered you blind...

An endless funeral procession marches on / Numbed and grey as they delay their slow decay into the ground / Nameless tombs amid the gloom, await like shadowed, grim cocoons...

A moribund procession, rots its way through the streets / Eagerly slavering for the essence they'll secrete / Smearing the walls of the world, with mephitic putrescence...

The things you see and believe / The reflection displays quite differently / Dysmorphic impressions held tenaciously...

The first ripening pustule - reared its black head today / A mephitic harbinger - of inexorable decay / Carbuncles and buboes - weeping welts to ensue...

Terminal condition, rampant infection spread too far - leaving many scars / Cadaverous contagion, to necrotize, slash, and mar - blood now black as tar / Repugnant epidemic, deadened hearts beat as one - keeping time with death's drum...

Gorging - the glut of grue consumed, vigorously / Swollen, distended appetites - deformed prosperity / Ingesting - the inhumed inhumane, indiscriminately...

All who walk 'mongst the graves through the murk and the gloom / You that crawl to the depths of the filth in the tomb / So obsessed with the fruits of the autopsy room...

Deep within the grave / Where the cadaver lies decayed - there lurks the rotting / Within every fetid corpse...

Slicing deep into your excoriated abdomen / Slooping out guts when peritoneum is clouen / Your septic iliac fossa I excavate...

Suctioning out the faecal detritus / Absorbing coproemetic grumes / Picking up excremental samples...

Suctioning out the faecal detritus / Absorbing coproemetic grumes / Picking up excremental samples...

Slicing deep into your excoriated abdomen / Slooping out guts when peritoneum is clouen / Your septic iliac fossa I excavate...

Disintering rotting carrion / Posthumous secretions flowing out / Manifested Livor Mortis...

No questions, no arguments when realizing life is but a joke / No investments, no parchments, when you die you'll still be on your own / So throw yourself a party and have yourself a ball...