Crushing - purulent cadaver, the calling of the splatter Dead skin & decay, from your remains I shall gather Your wretched corpus upon the slab has been laid No anesthesia involved as I scramble your brain This is my display My perversity - foul rancid butchery Your body, my lore - I am the rembrandt of gore Bloodbath, exuberant rotting mess Gangrenous corpus upon the slab has been laid You're long dead when hemostasia sets in Inept and ponderously stitched together I rejoice in my brand new piece of leather Dead skin & decay - watch me decorticate Violently detruncate - morbidly decorate Dead skin & decay - nothing else to gein