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A Body Farm

๐Ÿ‘ค Cattle Decapitation โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ The Harvest Floor (Japanese Edition) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:29
๐ŸŽต 1518 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:29 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 10370448

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

For every life I take, an ecosystem I create
Blood and guts consumes my life
I am the "brutal gardener"
I - "quantity controller"
...no more insane than Jesus Christ.

Forgive my humble abode
Rotting bodies clogging the commode
Please pardon the stench and the trunk of a man lying on the workbench

Out by the shed are buzzing hives made of human heads
The gestation of larvae tells us
the time of death

Decomposition - An exhibition of life that springs from tragedy

Degeneration - Breakdown and maturation of DNA: The residue of death

The twilight falls on maggots burrowing in flesh
Dead - the dead now dead as can be

The cadaver now giving life harmoniously
A God - This makes me a god

This is absurd and quite obscene - the corruption of human beings
My back yard now a goddamned crime scene

I am the Ying, I am the yang
Good and evil are one in the same
No more insane than Jesus Christ...

The smell is part of the charm when you live on a "body farm"
I walk with the stench of decay along corpse littered paths at the break of the day

Ah, the irony in being a killer, yet in the crime-solving community, I am a pillar
A corpse turns to mulch with a good roto-tiller...

I kill for the good of man

Decomposition -- a morbid demonstration
The cycle of life - in all its majesty

Degeneration - curdling fermentation of heaps and heaps of human meat

The twilight falls on maggots burrowing in flesh
Dead - the dead now dead as can be

The cadaver now giving life harmoniously
A God - This makes me a god

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:13.95] For every life I take, an ecosystem I create
[00:26.55] Blood and guts consumes my life
[00:31.91] I am the "brutal gardener"
[00:34.16] I - "quantity controller"
[00:36.52] ...no more insane than Jesus Christ.
[00:40.58] Forgive my humble abode
[00:42.44] Rotting bodies clogging the commode
[00:44.59] Please pardon the stench and the trunk of a man lying on the workbench
[00:48.21] Out by the shed are buzzing hives made of human heads
[00:52.05] The gestation of larvae tells us
[00:54.62] The time of death
[00:57.11] Decomposition - An exhibition of life that springs from tragedy
[01:04.36] Degeneration - Breakdown and maturation of DNA: The residue of death
[01:12.47] The twilight falls on maggots burrowing in flesh
[01:29.05] Dead - the dead now dead as can be
[01:35.42] The cadaver now giving life harmoniously
[01:39.78] A God - This makes me a god
[01:44.72] This is absurd and quite obscene - the corruption of human beings
[01:48.79] My back yard now a goddamned crime scene
[01:53.33] I am the Ying, I am the yang
[01:56.02] Good and evil are one in the same
[01:58.17] No more insane than Jesus Christ...
[02:01.89] The smell is part of the charm when you live on a "body farm"
[02:06.11] I walk with the stench of decay along corpse littered paths at the break of the day
[02:10.41] Ah, the irony in being a killer, yet in the crime-solving community, I am a pillar
[02:14.43] A corpse turns to mulch with a good roto-tiller...
[02:19.72] I kill for the good of man
[02:48.00] Decomposition -- a morbid demonstration
[02:51.29] The cycle of life - in all its majesty
[02:55.26] Degeneration - curdling fermentation of heaps and heaps of human meat
[03:05.66] The twilight falls on maggots burrowing in flesh
[03:09.35] Dead - the dead now dead as can be
[03:14.91] The cadaver now giving life harmoniously
[03:18.97] A God - This makes me a god
[03:25.31]

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