Living Dissection

Fingers missing from hands, ready to snap bones and necks. Pieced together from dead tissue, body parts crudely sewn. Face is smashed to pulp, drooling from an empty socket. Brain half dead, hungry for flesh, many souls commanding my existence. My body alive, I defy the life I've been given. I should have remained dead! Experimenting on dead tissue, convulsing bodies on the table. Reanimation of the dead, rusty scalpels cutting skin. Pieced together parts and parts, transplanting human life. Rotten organs, rectal pus, spitting up your gallbladder. Donation of bodily organs carved from broken bodies. Eyes melting, skin exploding, every body bleeding. Meat inter-changed from the mutilated stiffs. Parts of the dead are never to rest. Lymphatic nodes implode while the brain corrodes. Bodies sold to science, profiting from the dead. Creation of a being never known to man. Heart pumping pus through the body. Sliced in sections, the putrid infection. Regaining life from beyond to rip the flesh from your bones. Stripped of flesh unsightly, torn in two, slicing through you. Live organs needed to be reanimated! Pathologist sawing the skull of the donor. Now he lies dead, awaiting a new brain. Recycling the bodies, parts of the dead. Exposing their insides, slitting their necks. Finding a way, bringing life to the corpse. Once dead on my table soon to walk again. Fingers missing from hands, ready to snap bones and necks. Pieced together from dead tissue, body parts crudely sewn. Face is smashed to pulp, drooling from an empty socket. Brain half dead, hungry for flesh, many souls commanding my existence. My body alive, I defy the life I've been given. I should have remained dead!