Dissect, Exhume, Devour....

[00:23.13] Early at mourning I go to the morgue
[00:26.66] I have my breakfast on a dismembered corpse
[00:29.65] Dissecting its organs whistling as I work
[00:32.50] Beholding my carnage, I delight on gore
[00:35.62] I love my profession as mortuary technician
[00:38.06] So funny, macabre and sick
[00:40.37] I am alone when my workdays ends
[00:43.95] Corpses are my only friends
[00:46.76] Cemetery at midnight is my favourite place
[00:49.50] Disturbing the quietus I break open the grave
[00:52.17] Digging up the coffin, grabbin knife and fork
[00:55.03] Smell the putrefaction... I feast on the rot
[00:57.70] Nocturnal party of greedy necrophagia
[01:01.07] Carving out putrid remains
[01:03.35] Ingesting toxines from rotting exudate
[01:06.02] I'm addicted to ptomaine
[01:13.50] Extracting rancid fats
[01:16.25] Used as sauce for raw guts
[01:18.31] Decrepit dinner is served
[01:20.77] I'm hungry for maggoty flesh
[01:34.71] Festered offals garnished with gall
[01:37.86] Gastronomic funeral
[01:40.68] Delicious taste of dead
[01:43.19] Gnawned bones is all that left
[01:47.77] (Repeat 2nd verse)
[01:56.90] Dissect... Exhume... Devour... Vomit!
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