Bloodied, torn and twisted
Severe mutilation is all that remains

Stagnating in shrink-wrap
Empty the contents onto the mortuary slab...

The morbid, muted body
Is dissected, lacerated and shred -
Life is hard as a mortuary technician
The fumes go straight to my head...

The trunk now depleting gristle, with bactericidal decay
This discissed disarticulation I bludgeon as I ablate...

Diluted spittle, bile and gore
Congealing puddles on the floor
Grotesquely dismembered
As the cavities I harshly sever...

Stabbing at the trachea, chest with walls I puncture
Slicing back flesh I tear, subject to malacia...

Advanced rigor mortis, the corpse internally bruised
Kaleidoscope livor mortis, the carcass a shade of livid blue
Joints are stiffened, I now bend and crack
The cerebrum pulped, with cranial collapse...

Bodily embalmed and fluids tapped
Maceration is oozing, as the insides I unwrap...

Finished with the fragments, a mass of stinking waste
Spread-eagled bloody mess, I hastily eviscerate...

Advanced pyathrosis - let there be rot (fun in the morgue)
Foul autodigestion - necrotic mutation...

The gaping chest is crudely stitched up
Internal organs are hastily replaced
The carnage totally disfigured
Another pathological waste...

Flowing blood crusts
The corpse is totally rotten to the core
The miserable, festering stiff
I dismember with my saw...

The wounds are stitched, I shabbily try to repair
Disintegrating with histolycis and everyday wear and tear...

"Cadaveric dissolution, sliced, ripped and deceased
Eructated gases are gurgling as they bleed
Congested pus, blood and autodigested gore
Tissue corrodes as aggression gnaws..."

The mortuary table I now wipe, sponge and clean
Washing away the remains of life, the slab now gleams...

The evaporating reek of putrefaction gets right up my nose
Carnage, chunks and leftover pieces in the bin I dispose...

Advanced pyathrosis - let there be rot (fun in the morgue)
Foul autodigestion - necrotic mutation...


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    General CommentLots of long words here.
    Long words are good, they make me feel inferior and they fill me with a sense of reverance...
    quiffpornon November 20, 2004   Link
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    General CommentGuiffpornography: ive got a cure for you: E-D-U-C-A-T-I-O-N.
    anyway, this song is brutal, and it obviously upsets the intellectually deficient which is something of a Darwinian thing.
    I feel this songs greatest characteristic is its use of speed metal and rythm. There is a great combo here and you can almost experience the mosh pit while listening. The end of the song has an unforgettable rythm giving it even more moshicity (so what, i made up a word: moshicity. haha).
    If speed and large words offend, you wont like. Carcass is like scotch: its an acquired taste. I hated these guys when I first heard them. Now, cant put them down. All this after they break up.
    Necronicon December 08, 2006   Link
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    General CommentIf you say that fast enough you end up at mocishity. Sorry
    JovialKnighton August 10, 2007   Link
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    General CommentIf you say that fast enough you end up at mocishity. Sorry
    JovialKnighton August 10, 2007   Link

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