Crushing, purulent cadaver, the calling of the splatter Dead skin and 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 and decay, watch me decorticate Violently detruncate, morbidly decorate Dead skin and decay, nothing else to gein