Experiments (In the Morgue) Lyrics

The cold flesh draws the warmth from the rooms
His cold hands adjoin amputations
Severed limbs, severed heads
Tortured souls writhe in disfigured abortions
The deiform procreator abhors his maker
His blasphemous abominations, chunks of crawling meat
Shattered visions of grandeur, megalomania
Necrobiosis, some things are better left to god

Copulating freaks, the intumescent larvae grow
Feasting on cadavers as they decompose
Necrophagous ghouls lust for caskets uninterred
Rabid infestation, the necromancer overthrown

Gather up my children, the ungrateful beings will
Burn...
Throw them in the furnace, the crematorium glows"
Self destruction imminent, sunder gas pipes breathe
Torrid screams fill the edifice of woe

It's in the walls..."
The slabs now lie empty
The experiments roam freely
The undertow of spirits wear
On the undertakers' sanity