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Mortuary Report

by Grotesque Suturation

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1.
Burke & Hare 03:24
Living in the streets Of Edinburgh city Patients we need For scientific findings Night after night The search continues Our main occupation Our macabre task Fear is unknown Our stomachs are strong With some whiskey and some beer Our mission is so clear A preserved corpse Bloated and pale Let's bring it to him Before the fetor will start to kick in A dear friend in life - a thing we can't deny A better pal in death - he's worth some pounds very well deserved It seems like he sleeps - if you don't see the cut Let's see if it fits in the operating theater Suffocated women Strangulated men Purple stains on the skin Consumption has taken him Syphilis and alcoholism Our partners in the game But if the market needs some more We'll dig away the grave We are honest workers We only need the corpse Well most of them don't know That they are already dead for us A preserved corpse Bloated and pale Let's bring it to him Before the fetor will start to kick in A dear friend in life - a thing we can't deny A better pal in death - he's worth some pounds very well deserved It seems like he sleeps - if you don't see the cut Let's see if it fits in the operating theater Killing is business And business is science We serve anatomy Pathology is our life Prostitutes and homeless Barflies and tired workers Let's bring them to him Before the fetor will start to kick in
2.
(Solo: cardiac swing) Cardiac abuse Under the knife Blood pressure lost Soaked in fluids More and more blood Organs degenerate Wash away the gore Incapable hands of the dead Dehydrated - poisoned blood Incapacitated - consciousness lost Modified - cardiac frequency Miscalculated - life expectancy Growing tumor Under the light Operating staff Scalpel and blades Dropping sweat Pus and bulbs Rancid juices Ichor of the dead Dehydrated - poisoned blood Incapacitated - consciousness lost Modified - cardiac frequency Miscalculated - life expectancy Placed on the table Veins exposed Cutting the abdomen Exploring through the fat Liquified organs Pancreatic mess What once was a living man Is now my flesh collage Cardiac abuse Under the knife Blood pressure lost Soaked in fluids More and more blood Organs degenerate Wash away the gore Incapable hands of the dead
3.
This lymphatic struggle must end Indecent amount of solidified phlegm Living like this would really be disgraceful Maybe I should end this life distasteful From the womb to the tomb Constantly torn, can't wait to be mourned This sack full of organs is a cursed mess It's time to die and finally decompose, I guess Organ failure is a daily pact Vomiting chunks of lungs is a fact I can feel the maggots crawling in Eating the gangrene tissue decaying (Solo: the maggots feast) Black blood and rotten tissue I see Morbidly changing bandages on the knee From the womb to the tomb Constantly torn, can't wait to be mourned This sack full of organs is a cursed mess It's time to die and finally decompose, I guess Yellow for pus, produced in excess The fetor is awful, I'll pass out, I guess (Solo: pus and more pus)
4.
The Embalmer 03:03
Embalming is not a work, it's a pleasure Dig inside the dead is a necessary task With my hands I willingly manipulate infected tissue, blood vessels and damaged ligaments Inebriating fumes I absorb From that open torso they belong The odour of infection is a drug for me Stagnating blood on my hands I need Coagulated fluids Brownish organs full of maggots Formaldehyde injection Avoiding tissue fermentation Decomposition I crave But the skin is what I have to preserve I keep all the organs for me And I watch them decay as they take my breath away (Solo: swollen liver blues) This wooden casket will witness All the final steps of this natural process The worms will feast and the eyes will sink The body fluids will run and rot away in a bliss
5.
There is one thing that I crave It makes my brain stay awake Human flesh I consume And I can't be more aroused Bulbous masses I reduce To a good meal and I lose All my brains and my mind For a well cooked chyme Carbonized salivary glands Fallopian tubes with brains Epididymis with lymphatic vessels That will do for the meal of the day Rancid tumors I will use For a lavish stew Melted liver and a grain of salt And testicles I bake A well seasoned spleen With some thyroids and some beans I can't stop my appetite For some seminal vesicles combined Carbonized salivary glands Fallopian tubes with brains Epididymis with lymphatic vessels That will do for the meal of the day Rancid tumors I will use For a lavish stew Without a bit of hesitation I carve what I need from the patient What's the difference between you and a calf? I will put your corpse in the fridge for a snack
6.
Death Ward 02:50
Red ichor is flowing Through the holes on the ceiling Rust on the scalpel Operation is scheduled The doctor is in Assistance is needed The bonesaw is dancing The crimson concerto Gangrenous mass Inhale the gas Septic flow Biliar conduct disclosed Urine is flowing Through the holes on the floor Smell of fear in the air Urgent transplant required Skeletal remains In the death ward (Solo: crimson bonesaw concerto) In the death ward the law Is to die without a word Accept the fate, enjoy the ride Let's watch the appendix grow Urine is flowing Through the holes on the floor Smell of fear in the air Urgent transplant required Skeletal remains In the death ward Gangrenous mass Inhale the gas Septic flow Biliar conduct disclosed
7.
(Solo: the execution) Watch the scalpel run Flesh splits open, blood is spraying out Muscular tissue dissection Alive autopsy execution Table is now wet Blood drips on the floor The heart is visible, it keeps pumping it out Liver will melt, stomach will collapse Skin will turn black, eyes will relax With a joyful fetor you will fill your casket The toxic flavour will be lovely for the maggots Watch the scalpel run Flesh splits open, blood is spraying out Muscular tissue dissection Alive autopsy execution Table is now wet Blood drips on the floor The heart is visible, it keeps pumping it out Alive autopsy - a pleasure to witness Alive autopsy - the final step before the grave Alive autopsy - a pleasure to witness Alive autopsy - the final step before the grave Composing for decomposition This is what I like I’m an artist in my field I need to see your organs concealed Alive autopsy - the final step before the grave
8.
Laces and ropes The patient on the chair The tools of the trade Are already on the plate Blood we will spill And organs will leave The poor man's body And another day we live Devouring flesh and bones A taste of mortality goes on In this fetid ward we live Formaldehyde is what we breathe This hospital is old and grey We dwell in the underground maze Jars with fetuses and filth A place that we call home this is Pus and blood and rust and dust The nightmare is our daily meal From dusk till dawn we hunt them down A victim for you, a patient for us Old machinery is running Old leftovers are rotting New footprints on the dust Fresh meat for us to search In a wooden closet downstairs You can find a place to stay In the endless dark you'll rest Pathology at its best
9.
Pathological 02:40
Analyzing tissue and cells Body fluids samples we taste Pathogenesis of the disease Structural alterations of the brain Diagnosis and prognosis Examinations of fresh organs Post-mortem identification We are the cause of death Forensic expertise Autopsy specialists Samples collectors Death worshipping inspectors Damaged thoracic pleura Diagnostic specimens obtained Percutaneous biopsy This is our reason to live Forensic expertise Autopsy specialists Samples collectors Death worshipping inspectors

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released August 26, 2021

All music by M.
Cover photo by V.
All music recorded, mixed and mastered at Grey Matter Studio

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