6. Carneous Cacoffiny

[Music: Steer]
[Lyrics: Walker]

[Speech:]
"Human remains in a beaker and tray and coffee pot. Bones which were being
partly macerated, dissolved, in a margarine container which had engine
coolant in it. It smelled very awful."

Striking up my discordant underture
A carnal cacophony perversely penned
Transposed...and decomposed
On strings fashioned from human twine
Lovingly wound and fretted upon my bow
Garishly incarcerated...the dead resonate
In a final death-throe

Vibrant as I thresh...
Movements scripted for the dead...

Orchestral horrors I vehemently conduct
My corpus concertos cordial
Disinterred... and detuned
With six feet below

7. Lavaging Expectorate Of Lysergide Composition

[Music: Steer]
[Lyrics: Walker]

[Lead: Administration of toxic compounds by M. Amott]

Officinal - immiscible compounds are mixed,
A gagging expectorate, of lysergic acids,
Premensely emerced, consciousness slowly sips,
Peculated, in an ebriat(i?)ng narcocis...

...Cataleptic,
Imbibe...neurotripsick...

[Leads: Gross disorientation by W.G. Steer]

Neurally numbed, a narcosis so trans-lucid,
So pernicious, halluciagenics,
Procreating, ocular contorting,

8. Forensic Clinicism / The Sanguine Article

[Music: Steer]
[Lyrics: Walker]

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...

8. Forensic Clinicism / The Sanguine Article

[Music: Steer]
[Lyrics: Walker]

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...

1. Incarnated Solvent Abuse

[Music: Amott, Steer]
[Lyrics: Walker]

Intenacious, intersecting
Reaving fats from corporal griskin
Culled...for sodden gelatine brayed
Skeletal groats triturated, desinently
Exsiccated, sere glutenate brewed
For frivolous solvent abuse...

Derogate coarse remains
For glue to dry
Despoiled marrow razed

...A truculent shambles so severe...

Extravated bone - as adhesive incarnate
A pellucid quietus - nocuosly I create

Corporal glue, breathe in the fumes
Mucilage vapours, toxic fumes to savour

[Lead: Glue stiffing by W.G. Steer]

2. Tools Of The Trade

Steel skin clips,
Forceps, grooved awl, retractors, needles
Gouges and saws,
Intestinal clamps, blunt dissectors,
Scalpels, pins, toothed directors.

Tools of the trade, forceps and blades
Skillfully lathed, for us to maim.

Bone levers, spikes, malleable scoops,
Plates and chisels, screws and spoons,
Drills, respatories, files and durettes,
Guillotines, gags and compression forceps.

3. Pyosified (Still Rotten To The Gore)

The lingering scirrhus begins to harden
As the insides fall prey to putrefaction
Rotting tissue turns to mush and pulp
As your mind is torn by encephalitis

Your cavities rot with ulcers
Your infected inflammations torn
Your gizzards eaten by incursive decay
You're infernally rotten to the gore...

Juices digested from each pus-swollen pore
Insatiable hunger as I feast on the gore
Nothing gives me greater pleasure
Than a bowlful of chyme
Maggot infested kidneys
Are what I choose every time

The smell of plaguing infection
Is nauseatingly emetic

4. Hepatic Tissue Fermentation II

Orally force fed, until cirmosis is induced,
Fatal renal failure, bleeds like a sluice,
Spewing blood as the gallbladder extrudes,
Alcoholic poisoning, bloated lobules burst,
Toxins flood the stomach, in diffluence submerged.
Coughting waste as the wrecked colon tears.

The blood now critically proof, neural cells fatally quenched,
Drowning in spilt retention, hepatic tissue ferments.

Poisoned retention, with intoxication,
Inflamed nephrons burst, your condition's getting worse,
Chronically diffused, your liver you will lose.

Bodily distillation, as emerged flesh reacts,
With alcoholic contents, in your urinally tract.

4. Hepatic Tissue Fermentation II

Orally force fed, until cirmosis is induced,
Fatal renal failure, bleeds like a sluice,
Spewing blood as the gallbladder extrudes,
Alcoholic poisoning, bloated lobules burst,
Toxins flood the stomach, in diffluence submerged.
Coughting waste as the wrecked colon tears.

The blood now critically proof, neural cells fatally quenched,
Drowning in spilt retention, hepatic tissue ferments.

Poisoned retention, with intoxication,
Inflamed nephrons burst, your condition's getting worse,
Chronically diffused, your liver you will lose.

Bodily distillation, as emerged flesh reacts,
With alcoholic contents, in your urinally tract.

1. Buried Dreams

Welcome, to a world of hate
A life of buried dreams
Smothered, by the soils of fate
Welcome, to a world of pain
Bitterness your only wealth
The sand of time kicked in your face
-Rubbed in your face

When aspirations are squashed
When life's chances are lost
When all hope is gone
When expectations are quashed
When self esteem is lost
When ambition is mourned
...All you need is hate