Autopsy - Embalmed lyrics

rate me

Epidermis punctured

As the deadened blood is drawn

Stiff cadever on the table

Victims of death's spawn

Desicate, deteriorate

Start to decompose

Process of embalment

Through your veins the chemicals flow

No more thoughts inside your head

Your brain is on a tray

Injection of formaldehyde

Organs have decayed

Light of day not to be seen

Again by the deceased

Rigor mortis is your future

Death ignored your pleas

Blood replced by chemicals

No more life is found

Next stop is a wooden box

Rotting underground