Impetigo - Breakfast At Manchester Morgue (let Sleeping Corpses Lie...) lyrics

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The bleak sun rises through the smog stained clouds<br />

The day begins in a very somber way<br />

The stench of the dead in the Manchester morgue<br />

The stench of sterilized deacay...<br />

The hideous signal...<br />

I open my eyes, livid with sweat<br />

Obnoxious film... but where have I been?<br />

Strapped to the table, burning fluids course within my veins<br />

Mortific eyes cannot dissuide that I see...<br />

My plight is realized, I am dead but I see...<br />

I feel the pain of the rush of formaldehype,<br />

The brittleness of my bones<br />

And they said I would never live again<br />

The buzzing in my brain<br />

The never ending pain<br />

The hunger I possess<br />

Within this rotten mess<br />

I break the straps and rise to feed<br />

The necrotic fluid bubbles, human viscera I need<br />

Corner the fightened doctors, they say this cannot be<br />

As I devour their pulsing flesh, their blood will comfort me<br />

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My cohort rise from their crypts<br />

The morgue is in terror,<br />

Blood rolls from our lips<br />

Some mangled bodies strewn in chaotic disarray<br />

Breakfast is served at the Manchester morgue<br />

The beginning of a horrifying day...<br />

No end in sight<br />

Our number multiply...