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Postmortem Procedures
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Postmortem Procedures은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 1998년 10월 27일일에 Relapse Records에서 발매되었습니다.Gore Metal
1998년 10월 27일
라벨Relapse Records
언어English
BPM157
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In the dissection of flesh and the sawing of bone
I've coaxed confessions from the lips of the dead
Postmortem scrutiny that has clinically shone
The horrifying facts that would have never been said
Unbosoming their secrets in the sickening results of their demise
Stomaching these wretched human
riddles
I carve, hack and slice
Illuminating the dusty skeletons that lurk
in closets, bones and entrails
Enduring the ghastly visage of violent death
in my forensic travails
Whether in pieces or completely decomposed
I asses with clinical indifference
The remnants of a life which grisly circumstance has brought to this office
Ensuring that truth shall endure after the flesh has crumbled and rotted away
Elucidating atrocities and carnage
the thankless job I perform day after day
Persistent incisions that cut to the
quick are my stock in trade
To scrutinize what remains of a life,
painstaking effort will have to be made
At times both evidence and flesh are
profoundly encrypted and shred
It can be murder to pry answers from the
mouths of the dead
A gutted torso can pose a bevy of answerless questions to deliberate
Probing with a scalpel
I expose the morbid cavity that I now
must eviscerate
Unlocking death's mysteries with my forceps, tweezers and saw
Wringing revelations from a fibula, fossa or jaw
Recording confessions that are uttered without making a sound
From informants long dead that I've culled from the ground
Beneath the pallid veil of cold flesh or
enshrouded in the shredded remains of a face
Exhuming the truth is my occupation, no matter how decrepit its resting place
Within the bowels of a
horribly mutilated corpse or a splattered brain
Picking apart flesh and deceit 'til only the cold facts remain
Dead men will tell tales if you know
how to listen and learn
Even when they've been stabbed, beaten, shot, hacked up and burned
This morbid quest for knowledge is not without its rewards
Much can be extrapolated from a decrepit infants gourd
My bureau's a slab, my text is a corpse, and I've studied with sincere, ardent fervor
And found that often man's inhumanity to man is all to well deserved
Written by: Matthew Harvey
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