Pobre papá Lyrics

Repulsive slab of pasty meatTorqued wide with craftsman's prideRevealing a slick tub of grimeI slide my arms deftly insideThis husk once sentientNow on the cusp of pestilenceIn sci...Read Full Lyrics

Disgusting apologues teach grisly parablesDidactic explorations of putrefying stiffsDecay: a fact of nature most allegoricalThe fetid realizations quickly make me sickPathology tur...Read Full Lyrics

The aftermath of blunt force trauma crumpled in the morgueCrushed decedents pulped to rags, skin-wrapped splintered bonesSplaying limbs bruised and rent, finding countless dentsRee...Read Full Lyrics

Virchow's method is the heart of prosector lifePen-gripped scalpels and palm-gripped section knives19th century dissection methods still relevant todaySystematic journeys of corpse...Read Full Lyrics

Roughly eviscerating the festering carcassBlood-mprints of innards splashed on my bibWhile ripping organs from their inanimate hostI puncture my hand on a broken ribBone splinters ...Read Full Lyrics

The fetid menage of wafting flatusSinge my palate with nauseating rotThis stale concoction of postmortem brewInundate nasal passages with snotGrotesque reactionHuff the carcassOdif...Read Full Lyrics

Autolysis blanches tissues kaleidoscopic huesHealthy pinks, in death, rot to blacks and decayed bluesPutrefaction bruises the innards as they sloughA cadaveric soup bowl filled wit...Read Full Lyrics

My monkey gets busy sometimesMy monkey’s got a lot of stuff he’s gotta think aboutMy monkey gets tired sometimesMy monkey wishes he was something you could do withoutCause ever...Read Full Lyrics

My love came to me dressed in red, red as rubies of her lips, and battlefields where armies bled dying for their flags, crying for their gods, gods who bleed like men.My love came ...Read Full Lyrics

I'm not going to sit here and lie and list all the many waysAbout how I will supposedly love you till the end of daysBecause I think that we both know in twenty-eight and a half ye...Read Full Lyrics