My life goes by in mortuary I like to work with the dead For me this place is sanctuary The floor is bloody red Unfrozen corpse lies on the table Smell of d**h in the air Now I'll get satisfaction Dead girl with the beautiful hair I like to touch naked corpses I like to feel dead skin Prepare scalpel, rusty blade Stroke her flesh, kiss her lips Burn her scalp on the sconce Blistering skin and burst up I saw her skull take the brains They're oozing through my hands I take the blade and cut her stomach Her wet guts are steaming and smell Ripping through her mangled body Pulling off the kidney and spleen I kiss her sticky entrails I lick the goo from her crotch I s** out the pus from her mattery skin I drink ptomaine from her eyes Bloody limbs, brocken bones Empty eyeholes in the skull Flies are sitting on the pile of guts Veins torn out from the flesh