作曲 : ? | |
Prone on the operating table | |
Deep incision aliced on inanimate flesh | |
I love my disgusting equipment | |
Needless, scalpels and brain acoops to diagnose death | |
Succumb to my horrible experiment | |
Intestines and limbs agog in fiendish disarray | |
Mustating your natural composition | |
Rearrange your vital organs in horrific dismay. | |
I'm the ghoul of the medical profession | |
Foetid corpses and carcasses line the basement wall | |
With glee I dismember cadavers | |
I affix the pancreas where the stomach should be | |
Rejuvenate the rancid corpses | |
The innards glisten in their new anatomical display | |
I cackle with post-mortem delight | |
The walls reek of sin and the stench of horrendous decay. |
zuo qu : ? | |
Prone on the operating table | |
Deep incision aliced on inanimate flesh | |
I love my disgusting equipment | |
Needless, scalpels and brain acoops to diagnose death | |
Succumb to my horrible experiment | |
Intestines and limbs agog in fiendish disarray | |
Mustating your natural composition | |
Rearrange your vital organs in horrific dismay. | |
I' m the ghoul of the medical profession | |
Foetid corpses and carcasses line the basement wall | |
With glee I dismember cadavers | |
I affix the pancreas where the stomach should be | |
Rejuvenate the rancid corpses | |
The innards glisten in their new anatomical display | |
I cackle with postmortem delight | |
The walls reek of sin and the stench of horrendous decay. |
zuò qǔ : ? | |
Prone on the operating table | |
Deep incision aliced on inanimate flesh | |
I love my disgusting equipment | |
Needless, scalpels and brain acoops to diagnose death | |
Succumb to my horrible experiment | |
Intestines and limbs agog in fiendish disarray | |
Mustating your natural composition | |
Rearrange your vital organs in horrific dismay. | |
I' m the ghoul of the medical profession | |
Foetid corpses and carcasses line the basement wall | |
With glee I dismember cadavers | |
I affix the pancreas where the stomach should be | |
Rejuvenate the rancid corpses | |
The innards glisten in their new anatomical display | |
I cackle with postmortem delight | |
The walls reek of sin and the stench of horrendous decay. |