Of Dead Skin & Decay – Aborted

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