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I love my jobas many people dobecause of my professionmy sickest dreams came trueThey laughed at mebecause I am an alcoholicNow I hate mankindI'm totally misanthropicI am a worker of deathI'm a pathologistI'll meet you when you are deadMy morgue awaits for youI sniff some cocaineI'm going to cut you in twothe bistoury in my handI'm ready to dissectAlcohol inside my veinsThe feast starts againI am a worker of deathI'm a pathologistPathology is my lifeMy obsession until I dieI am a worker of deathI'm a pathologist
I love my jobas many people dobecause of my professionmy sickest dreams came trueThey laughed at mebecause I am an alcoholicNow I hate mankindI'm totally misanthropicI am a worker of deathI'm a pathologistI'll meet you when you are deadMy morgue awaits for youI sniff some cocaineI'm going to cut you in twothe bistoury in my handI'm ready to dissectAlcohol inside my veinsThe feast starts againI am a worker of deathI'm a pathologistPathology is my lifeMy obsession until I dieI am a worker of deathI'm a pathologist