Auction Of The Dead Lyrics - Loathing - Broken Hope

There are things that happen 

To certain people when they're finally dead 

Many never end up resting in their deserved casket bed 

Cadavers in the wrong hands 

Can come up for grabs 

Join the countless corpses 

On the mortuary auction slabs 

The dead become a hot commodity, ready to sell 

Merchandise on a market straight from hell 

Price tags 

Replace morgue tags 

Vacant coffins buried 

No one will ever know 

As the wealthy gather 

The bidding soon starts 

Top dollar paid for human body parts 

The auction is a success 

Every bidder gets a piece 

The gavel cracks loudly 

Setting more of the deceased 

The auctioneer shrieks as the bidding escalates 

Unsold limbs lay on the selling block awaiting their fate 

Vital organs in working order 

Rake in the greatest cash 

Physical merchandise drains each monetary slash 

Price tags 

Replace morgue tags 

Vacant coffins buried 

No one will ever know 

As the wealthy gather 

The bidding soon starts 

Top dollar paid for human body parts 

The auction is a success 

Every bidder gets a piece 

The gavel cracks loudly 

Selling more of the deceased 

For the eccentric, there is a black market 

A death-dealing auction for the upper class jetset 

Upon a necro-there the sale is based 

Catering to every odd and strange taste 

Bids and transactions for items of flesh 

Purchasing quickly, as the dead lay fresh 

Great sums paid for pieces of the dead 

Highest price paid may take a complete head 

Price tags 

Replace morgue tags 

Vacant coffins buried 

No one will ever know 

As the wealthy gather 

The bidding soon starts 

Top dollar paid for human body parts 

The auction is a success 

Every bidd