Exhumed - Dis-assembly Line Lyrics
Throw open the drawers in the dissection wardHone the keen of the scalpel's dread bladeScrub down the slab, for toes yet to be taggedAnd Y-shaped thoracic incisions to be madeSlice - through the corpses that now lay before usPostmortem butcheryHack - through the thorax with bonesaw and pick-axeRecreational pathologyIn death we are brought to this - Dis-assembly lineOur legacy is hacked to bits - Dis-assembly lineOn toe-tags our epigraphs writ, reduced to bone, flesh, bowels and shit -Dis-assembly lineRibcages shattered, gastric acids spatterThe trocar suctions sebum and bileCraniotomies botched, cold blood curdles and clotsStaining forceps, hemostat and fileRend - through cold flesh, never minding the messDis-organized carnal junk heapSlash - limb, hands, and feet, autopsy incompleteJust another piece of dead meatIn death we are brought to this - Dis-assembly lineOur legacy is hacked to bits - Dis-assembly lineOn toe-tags our epigraphs writ, reduced to bone, flesh, bowels and shit -Dis-assembly line[Lead – Matt][Lead - Wes]Cankered cadavers, strewn in swollen disorderAn abattoir of the deceasedSlaughter the dead, spraying green, black and redIn gastric discharge I stand ankle-deepTear - out the brains of the sadistically splayedIndignities heaped upon their expirationShred - unseeing eyes and gash venal, flabby thighsWith macabre, sardonic vexationIn death we are brought to this - Dis-assembly lineOur legacy is hacked to bits - Dis-assembly lineOn toe-tags our epigraphs writ, reduced to bone, flesh, bowels and shit -Dis-assembly line
