Morgue Than You Asked For Lyrics - Insanity Warmachine - Sinners Burn

Waking up on a cold metal table 

Of a pain thats sharper than the blade 

That is buried deep inside you 

You are sedated right to the point 

Where your awake but cannot move 

A guinea pig for my thirst of knowledge 

I cut you open and reveal your intestines 

The smell of your insides makes me wild 

I bury my hands in your bowels 

A firm grip and I rip them out 

The sound of them hitting the floor 

Makes me go crazy, I lose my mind. 

At the morgue, You and I are the only thing with pulse 

How far can I go? Without you dying on my table. 

I put my hands inside your ribcage 

And I tear up everything 

Your eyes are screaming since you cant 

Now I see how the spark of life is leaving. 

Time to go and get another playmate. 

At the morgue, you and I are the only thing with pulse 

How far can I go? Without you dying on my table.