Fingers missing from hands, ready to snap bones   And necks, pierced together from dead tissue   Body parts crudely sewn,   face is smashed to pulp drooling from an empty socket   Brain half   Dead   Hungry for flesh   Many souls commanding my existence   My body alive, I defy, the life I've been given   I should have remained dead   Experimenting on dead tissue, convulsing bodies on the table   Reanimation of the dead, rusty scapals cutting skin   Pieced together parts and parts   Transplanting human life   Rotten organs, restal pus   Spitting up your galbladder   Donation of bodily organs carved from broken bodies   Eyes melting, skin exploding   Every bloody bleeding   Meat inter-changed from the mutalated stiffs   Parts of the dead are never to rest   Lymphatic nodes   Implode, while the brain corrodes   Bodies sold to science, profiting from the dead   Creation of a being never known to man   Heart pumping pus through the body, sliced in sections, the putrid infection   Regaining life from beyond      To rip the flesh from your bones   Stripped of flesh, unsighty   Torn in two, slicing through you   Live organs needed to be reanimated      Pathologist sawing the skull of the donor, now he lies   Dead   Awaiting a new brain   Re-cycling the bodies, parts of the dead   Exposing their insides, slitting their necks   Finding a way   Bringing life to the corpse, one dead on my table   Soon to walk again   Fingers missing from hands   Ready to snap bones and necks   Pieced together from   Dead tissue   Face is smashed to pulp, drooling from   An empty socket   Brain half-dead, hungry for flesh   Many souls commanding my existence, my body alive,   I derfy, the life I've been given   I should have remain dead