TOOLS OF THE TRADE
(Music: Steer, Amott)
(Lyrics: Walker)
Steel skin clips,
Forceps, grooved awls,
Retractors, needle,
Gouges and saws,
Intestinal clamps,
Blunt disectors,
Scalpels, pins,
Toothed directors...
Tools of the trade,
Forceps and blades,
Skilfully lathed,
For us to maim...
Bone levers, spikes,
Malleable scoops,
Plates and chisels,
Screws and spoons,
Drills, raspatories,
Files and durettes,
Guillotines, gags
And compression forceps...
Tools of the trade,
Ripping the rib-cage,
To remissly lustrate,
So pleased to maim...
(lead: Maim to please by W.G. Steer)
(lead: Up to the hilt by M. Amott)
Retractors, mallets,
Rugines and benders,
Chisels, rods,
Sharps and catheters,
Trephines, undines,
Irons and styrups,
Depressors, tongues,
Sterile cat-gut...
Tools of the trade,
Stainless steel blades,
Painstakingly lathed,
We're so pleased to maim
PYOSISIFIED
(ROTTEN TO THE GORE)
(Music: Steer/Walker)
(Lyrics: Walker/Steer)
The lingering scirrhus begins to harden
As the insides fall prey to Putrefaction
Rotting tissue turns to mush and pulp
As your mind is torn by encephalitis
Your cavities rot with ulcers
Your infected inflammations torn
Your gizzards eaten by incursive decay
You're infernally rotten to the gore
Juices digested from each pus swollen pore
Insatiable hunger as I feast on the gore
Nothing gives me greater pleasure
Than a bowlful of chyme
Maggot-infested kidneys
Are what I choose every time
The smell of plaguing infection is nauseatingly emetic
Prolonged spumescence of stale pus
Stinks like hot, putrid, vomit
Your body is indurate
The insides as black as tar
Your innards gnawed by septic hate
Now a mass of empyaema
Your blood is caked
Dried and inconsistent
Your bloody rotten gore
Is now vitrescent
HEPATIC TISSUE FERMENTATION II
(Music: Owen/Steer/Walker)
(Lyrics: Walker)
Orally force fed, until cirmocis is induced,
Fatal renal failure, bleeds like a sluice...
Spewing blood as the gallbladder extrudes...
Alcoholic poisoning, bloated lobules burst,
Toxins flood the stomach, in diffluence submerged...
Coughing waste as the wrecked colon tears...
The blood now critically proof,
Neural cells fatally quenched,
Drowning in split retention,
Hepatic tissue ferments...
Poisoned retention,
With intoxication...
Inflamed nephrons burst,
Your conditions getting worse,
Chronically diffused,
Your liver you will lose...
Bodily distillation, as emerged flesh reacts,
With alcoholic contents, in your urinary tract...
Dripping fluid as the decrepit appendix weeps...
Matter turns to fluid, intoxicating ablution,
Bilary dehydration, as the innards turn to solution...
Bleeding urine as the inflamed bladder rips...
The blood now critically proof,
Neural cells fatally quenched,
Drowning in split retention,
Hepatic tissue ferments...
Contamination,
Foul circulation...
Alcohol force fed,
Goes straight to your head,
Brain tissue damaged,
Fused with alcoholic sewage...
In a stupor you die,
Your brain lobes you fry...
(Inebriating melody by W.G. Steer)
15. Genital Grinder II
HEPATIC TISSUE FERMENTATION II
(Music: Owen/Steer/Walker)
(Lyrics: Walker)
Orally force fed, until cirmocis is induced,
Fatal renal failure, bleeds like a sluice...
Spewing blood as the gallbladder extrudes...
Alcoholic poisoning, bloated lobules burst,
Toxins flood the stomach, in diffluence submerged...
Coughing waste as the wrecked colon tears...
The blood now critically proof,
Neural cells fatally quenched,
Drowning in split retention,
Hepatic tissue ferments...
Poisoned retention,
With intoxication...
Inflamed nephrons burst,
Your conditions getting worse,
Chronically diffused,
Your liver you will lose...
Bodily distillation, as emerged flesh reacts,
With alcoholic contents, in your urinary tract...
Dripping fluid as the decrepit appendix weeps...
Matter turns to fluid, intoxicating ablution,
Bilary dehydration, as the innards turn to solution...
Bleeding urine as the inflamed bladder rips...
The blood now critically proof,
Neural cells fatally quenched,
Drowning in split retention,
Hepatic tissue ferments...
Contamination,
Foul circulation...
Alcohol force fed,
Goes straight to your head,
Brain tissue damaged,
Fused with alcoholic sewage...
In a stupor you die,
Your brain lobes you fry...
(Inebriating melody by W.G. Steer)
EXHUME TO CONSUME
(Music: Owen)
(Lyrics: Walker)
Grimly I dig up the turfs
To remove the corrupted stiffs
Trying to contain my excitement
As I desecrate graveolent crypts...
Fingers claw at coffin lids
Eager festal exhumation
Hugging your wry, festered remains
With post-humous joy and elation...
Body snatched, freshly interred
Whatever takes my fancy
To satisfy my gratuitous pica
My culinary necromancy...
Scrutinised then brutalised
My forensic inquisition is fulfilled
My recipe is now your epitaph
Be it fried, boiled or grilled...
I devour the pediculous corpse
Whetting my palate as I exhume
The festering stench of rotting flesh
Makes me drool as I consume...
Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
Weeping tissue is stripped
Pus dribbles from my lips
Pulverising this pustular chaff
Butchering up morgue's makes me laugh...
Ulcerated flesh I munch
Rotting corpses are my lunch
On bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)
Shrivelled innards I lick
The corpse's head I kick
Crumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)
(Solo: morbid melody for the deceased with salt to taste)
Rancid flesh, slaughter the dead
- Caskets exhumed...
Corpses disinterred, graves disturbed
- To consume...
Bereaved relatives are not amused
As on their dearly departed I feverishly consume...
Slavering worms, decomposure burns
Corrosion born, as bacteria gnaw
Desecrate...
Precipitate... (from the muddy grave)
Macerate...
Eviscerate...
Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
Saponified fats, nibbled by rats
- Freshly exhumed...
Deep down six feet is where I like to eat
- Human flesh to consume...