Impaled - Gross Anatomy Lyrics
music - Ross Sewagelyrics - Ross SewageFeared by dogmatics and systematically oppressedScience my crime, medicine I confessBearers of ignorance put a halt to my workFor in the coronal plane is where I would lurkForced underground, six feet deep is preciseA labour for knowledge by my own deviceMaggots and worms my constant companionsPillaging crypts and defiling their coffinsArchaic alchemists must be put to restNotions of prima matter I'll testWhen the casket's exhumed and I've broken the sealIt's surely just flesh and blood I'll revealA nidorous air pervades through my labA noxious bi-product of the stiff on the slabI meticulously sketch the skins contours and grainsThen probe sub-cutaneously for arteries and veinsMethodical excision to lay bare the bonesFor understanding of anatomical unknownsThough necrosis makes the facts harder to conferI'm proud to be a cadaverous cartographerSlicing through mortal shellsDiscerning the secrets they tellEngaged in necrologyGross anatomySurgery on fresh human corpsesA putrid employ to read what the gore saysKnowledge my aim, blasphemes they claimNegating all their spiritual discourses(solo: "Qu Prosunt Omnibus Artibus" by S.C. McGrath)Retractors split open the chest cavityOcular scopes provide a glimpse into humanity...InhumanityExcavations are clearThere is no soul here(solo: "Tales From The Crypt" by A.S. LaBarre)(solo: "The Vitruvian Man" by S.C. McGrath)(solo: "Encyclopdia Anatomica" by A.S. LaBarre)A labyrinth of nerves and muscles exploredTheir designs in my necronomicon are storedSpinal tendrils extend through all planesCognition lies not in the heart but the brainVisceral gears are each recorded and weighedA corporeal blueprint for mankind I have madeSurrounded by disemboweled organs, it would seemWe are all nothing but organic machinesSlicing through mortal shellsDiscerning the secrets they tellEngaged in necrologyGross anatomy
