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Only Tools And Corpses

Only tools and corpses in an easy game

I find live people and I play with them

I love a scaloel or a stitch or too

And the way they cry as the needles pulled through

I love operations and the beautiful stench

Dissected slowly on my bench

Sewn up punctures and gaping holes

Keeping them alive so they can feel it all

Only tools and corpses

Then you open up the wounds where the blood has clot

Draining their fluid through beakers and pots

No senses left as their blood's sucked dry

Kiss them goodnight and wave them goodbye

Only tools and corpses, only tools and corpses work

Only tools and corpses, only tools and corpses

Opened gashes and visible bone shown

Terrified corpses unable to moan now

Bloody chunks of my human sacrifice

Pulled apart like helpless laboratory mice

Laying their cold organs on my skin

Fingering the holes where I pushed steel rods in

Stroking the liver kidneys and heart

Human dissection is a game an art

We've got some half priced livers sliced

Miles and miles of entrails diced

Tortured with Bon Jovi and David Bowie LPs

I've killed thingy and whats-his-name (all my victims look the same)

And kept hold of the eyeballs of a mush from Shepherds Bush

A bloody fucking mess - All over my nice clean vest

Only corpse work

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