Forced Xenotransplantation

Forced into the chair the straps are locked in
Presurgical routines have now commenced
The anastesia weakens the will to bend
The frightened expression of the victim

The transplantation to fuse this superbeing
The molecules have formed and now it breathes

And now this mutant has escaped from its bonds
To dismember all life

It craves death
It craves pain

Flesh and fluid now drips from its putrid jaws

Non human

Non human

A ghastly creature created
Genetically mutated

The human race will pay
To play god is to pray for death