In the deep depths of the morgue
Smell the reeking slow decomposition.
Among the livid my hunger will be quenched
Searching for flesh, exposed to the madman.
Near to my own slaughter tomb
Corpses piled up, no time to rest.
Forensic autopsy useless, death in motion.
You will bleed by gruesome means.
Induced by the pungent odor
I open the cold chamber night by night.
No respect for the remains.
In seconds I swoop upon the flesh.
Cut up the throat and smash vigorously
The head that was removed by saw.
Unlawful dissection, tissue splatter.
Disemboweling the Rotting Corpse.
Mutilation of dead bodies
Cadaverous desecration
Vandalized crematorium
The mortuary service is done.
Solo: Calin
Solo: Radu
Smell the reeking slow decomposition.
Among the livid my hunger will be quenched
Searching for flesh, exposed to the madman.
Near to my own slaughter tomb
Corpses piled up, no time to rest.
Forensic autopsy useless, death in motion.
You will bleed by gruesome means.
Induced by the pungent odor
I open the cold chamber night by night.
No respect for the remains.
In seconds I swoop upon the flesh.
Cut up the throat and smash vigorously
The head that was removed by saw.
Unlawful dissection, tissue splatter.
Disemboweling the Rotting Corpse.
Mutilation of dead bodies
Cadaverous desecration
Vandalized crematorium
The mortuary service is done.
Solo: Calin
Solo: Radu