Blood Bath Lyrics - The Dead Still Dead Remain - Impaled

[music - Sean McGrath and Leon del Muerte] 

[lyrics - Ross Sewage] 

Necrotic ooze poured from a carafe 

Acquired for a blood bath 

In the morgue lies a treasure trove of lividous compounds decaying 

A trocar suctions out the blood while a sphincter suffers my raking 

With reams of ichor and surplus of fces, the dead are so giving 

A boundless supply of foetid excretions compels me to lavage the stench of 

the living 

My skin sullied with the filth of life 

Vomit of my pores with which I am rife 

In my crepitated pits bacteria thrive 

Momentarily subdued by this morbid dive 

Cadaverous fats boiled into soap for a rotten lather 

Ensanguine mix of excreta and chyme, the cleanser I have gathered 

Putrescent spilth and human chum squab over the lip of my tub 

Soaking in the dead, skeletal remains exfoliate and scrub 

A cauldron teeming with wasted corse 

This mortal soiled with pus and remorse 

Out, out damned spot, caught red-handed, blood stains so hard to clean 

Arteries pumping crimson kelter, veins to expunge and ream 

A babe from the womb untimely ripped, bereft of life, it's squeezed and 

drained 

Placenta sponging at this corporeal form of which I am ashamed 

Basted organs 

Sebacious glands 

Cooked in a vat 

For a blood bath 

Scour away integument to reveal the fleshy tendons that I'll 

Abrase with cholic acid and with a solvent composed of bile 

Scrub out my gullet with a pro-septic wash that will 

Erase this mired being to be drained with the rest of the swill 

Post-mortem spew and excrement garnish the mort bouillon 

Meliorated with moldered viscera in my dead body lotion 

The necro-emetic concoction, effervescing with unctuous suds 

Desoils me of my besmirched existence, submerged in a basin of blood 

Blood bath