Reverend of Examination

Lyrics
I'm bout to bury the body I'm bugging like entomology I'll admit, I got a fetish for forensic pathology Passing through my palace of examination you bout to be Smelling all the rotten meat of medical criminology Lacerations and larva, let 'em burrow deep inside the purulence intensified as tiny maggots make a colony The morbid man who makes a living analyzing bodies goes to sleep only to dream about the very next day following A deep obsession with the dead Corpses dance in my head I wake up and I write another entry in my diary The ligature don't lie to me The body full of answers Every day is an adventure cut it up and try to find the key Isopropyl dreams inside a medical fantasy Excited by the glossy eyes of the corpses staring back at me The dead don't tell no tales if you don't listen If you listen close you might not find a ghost But you can find a source of agony Thinking special thoughts about the subject on my slab If anyone knew what I thought it'd put me in the sanitarium We can have a conversation without speaking, wreaking, odor creeping As I motor saw the top of the calvarium Take a brain out and I place it gently on the scale and weigh it This is where the soul's contained it's pretty fascinating ain't it? God I love anatomy it had to be a match that's made in heaven as I take the role of reverend of examination [Chorus] Can you feel what I feel Can you feel what I feel Can you kill what I kill Can you kill what I kill
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Credits
- Writers
- Rozz Dyliams