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 and Sold` by L.d. Muerte]
Your carnage interred
[solo: `Uglinous Erosion of Necrocellular Proteins` by S.C. McGrath]