Necropsy

Shot to the head

As he falls to the ground

Humanity runs in fear

Body stood still

Fluids drained from the brain

The sound of death has appeared

Rushed to the room needing critical help

His pulse begins to fade

Drawers of death where his body last laid

His skin will meet the blade

Sentence has arrived

I will rip his skin to shreds

Bloody hands galore

And that's what everybody dreads

Taking one step back

As I dive in for more

Incisions to his heart

That's what necropsy is for

Skin the dead

Skin the dead

Blame the dead for the passion I adore

My knife cannot be stopped

Digging in deep intestines

Lying on the floor

Your corpse is fully chopped

More to carve

My job is never really done

The fun has just begun

Ribs ripped in two

Heading only for the heart

For my actions I am shunned

Sentence has arrived

I will rip his skin to shreds

Bloody hands galore

And that's what everybody dreads

Taking one step back

As I dive in for more

Incisions to his heart

That's what necropsy is for

Still alive but I don't really care

Clinch to your last breath

Ripping, shredding

Take you corpse apart

The sweet, sweet smell of rotting death

Gutting your body

Amused to see raw flesh

Layers of skin I saw before

At last I find what I was looking for

The lungs of a dead and putrid whore

Skin the dead

Skin the dead

Skin the dead

Skin the dead

Life is cheap

You pay the price

And once you're dead

I'm here to slice