wtn - laughter from the morgue كلمات الأغنية

i ride in a he-rs-, back to the morgue
a look of presage in my eyes
shrouds and pall hides the hideous form
i love to mangle this fresh corpse

i crave for scrumptions
succulent tumescent viscera
the carnage so callous
scalpels lancets and saws

bleeding punctured tract
in knee-chest postion i dissect

baleful intentions makes me chortle with rapture
my fascinations are innate
posthumous stench of molodorous reek
this rotting cadaver i dilate

turgid innards and indeliable pus
abrupt haemorrhage brings me joy
sickly secretions spills to the floor
come tomorrow your family will mourn

deftly as i defile
this process i adore
plasma wets my palate
extreme cacosmia i endure

eviscerate hepatic flexury
no incision tools i need
lacerated sigmoid colon
pyloric sphinter are ripped

the defuct i shall dispose
stiff begins to decompose
exremities are then hacked
and stuffed in little bags

- wtn

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