Lyrics
Siphon the liquids from your rotting husk
From blackened veins into the tubes entrust
Through the trocar the gurgling juices flush
A noxious concoction of post-mortal sludge
Drain out the rancid ichor, my stomach turning sicker
Exsanguinated shell, emits a fetid smell
Bled dry of vim and vigor - Drained of color
Coursing like a viscous river - Ghastly pallor
Tapping veins with morbid rigor - Drained of color
Fluids vacate your hollowed figure - Drained of color
Boil toil and trouble borne on the putrid air
The sloshing solution now too much to bear
Chyme and offal expurgated, so deftly desiccated
A gross and ghastly sight, from blue to gray to white
Bled dry of vim and vigor - Drained of color
Coursing like a viscous river - Ghastly pallor
Tapping veins with morbid rigor - Drained of color
Fluids vacate your hollowed figure - Deathly dolour, drained of color
Clotted serum, coagulates
Your wasted body, deteriorates
The wretched foetor, nauseates
Onto the slab I, regurgitate
Chyme, grume and vomit stain the cold tile floor
A wretched impression left of stinking fore
What's left but spume and splatter, and bits of putrid matter
The stains of your remains, are now flushed down the drain
Bled dry of vim and vigor - Drained of color
Coursing like a viscous river - Ghastly pallor
Tapping veins with morbid rigor - Drained of color
Fluids vacate your hollowed figure - Deathly dolour, drained of color