Forensic Clinicism / The Sanguine Article Lyrics - Carcass

Salutiferous exaltation, through fusty spatterings I sift, 

Cauterizing proud flesh, pyogenic cortex I just yearn to rip, 

With impalpable, cathartic tools, dilapidated lusts I gratify, 

Cold premediated surgery, in my calculated surgery I hold your fragile life... 

Pultacious... 

Pugnacious... 

Pernicious... 

Acro-idiopathic... 

Artificially concussed, excavating to your gastric core, 

Patulous, deep wounds, cascading and crimson as I explore, 

Master at my bloody art, I like to carve sculpture and maim, 

Mounted on the freezer's geurney, you're exhibited until you enter into decay... 

Pultacious... 

Pugnacious... 

Delicious... 

Gastric-idiopathology... 

Welcome to my theatre, the stage upon which I act, 

Turning into a sumptuous perfomance, heiniously I hew and gash, 

Churning out a deep gulch, the incision a major nick, 

A quick toke of nitrous oxide is how I get my kicks... 

Expurgating healthy tissue, opulent flesh I slit, 

Costate cuts expunged as the patient I now fillet, 

Malpractising and mussing, carnage hyperventilates, 

Self placebonic, the only is operate... 

The recumbent are my prey - under my genital blade, 

Your precordium I brutally plunder - whilst you're put under 

Exanguinating - you're totally parched, 

Exenterating - removing body parts, 

Wholly abraded - Surgically maimed, 

Decortication - Medically slain 

Contaminating, infacting, how I love to cough and sneeze, 

On the carneous culture, to cause bacteria to breed, 

Anaesthetised, paralysed, a clinical stupor is induced, 

With callous dexterity your bodily mass is reduced... 

I extract the gullet - to end up in my bucket, 

A quick flick of my wrist - and I'll be struck off the list 

Exanguinating - straigh from the heart, 

Exenterating - with my lancet so sharp, 

Anatomically - my surgery maims, 

Decortication - by the clinically deranged 

Gross misconduct, I make the choicest cuts, 

Text book stabs, written on your tag... 

Wheeled away after a medical mishap, 

In a polythene bag your body is now wrapped... 

The acute wound now sealed up, 

The picture of ill-health, you're a bit cut up...