General Surgery - Mortuary Wars Lyrics
Scourging the morgue with sickly maliceRank antagonism brought to a headDisquiet on the forensic frontI sense the gathering of purulent adversary fleshSlashing at blistered & ulcerous limbsKeeping the rancid stiffs at bayThe ongoing struggle against dearly departedA justified frenzy of pathological ragePutrefactive waste I do adornA foul internecine rewardThe gains of the battle, reeking of bileTo the victor the spoils of mortuary warsSurgical tools aid my successover the malodorous cadavers I dreadTheir insidious advances I repulse with finesseStrategical mind games with the recently deadNecrobiosis prevailingMy ally in decompositionA festering triumph accomplished by forceThe shredded rank corpses my cowed and crushed foesPutrefactive waste I do adornA foul internecine rewardThe gains of the battle, reeking of bileTo the victor the spoils of mortuary warsScorch the fetid wasteReplenish the source of fleshGather a fresh batch of rancid, rank opponentsJoyfully await the the next occasionFor the fun to start againTo recreate with my malodorous chumsThis thrilling, exhilarant gameThe gains of the battleThe sweet stench of bileTo the victor the spoils of Mortuary wars
