Counterfeit Death Lyrics


Collagenous fibers enriched with melanoma

Insolently rapined, shelled from damp chamber

Posthumous abasement, hacked livid husks

Entrails are abrased and grinded into slaw

Straight into pot for my deserved pabulum

Repulsively rotten and kaolin visage

Mucous tissue is meticulously separated

Latent components of rot-riddled melange

Ribs are picked, the marrow is melting in alcohol

Paludal mixture cooked in cauldron

Onto the scale - soil and dust

Aptly balance the stiff I must

Predisposed deception, harvesting organs

Disinfected and stitched choice cuts

Without circulation wounds don’t heal

So in concealment of my actions I am apt zeal

Scars smeared with iodine, soaked protrusions

Postmortal corps became the vat brimmed with fermenting hooch

Beverages carbonated with putrefactive gas

Through a trocar I add sugar into caesarean maw

Parenchyma pickled with methylated spirit and glucose, from which I acquire

Liquor as sour and contemptible as septicemia inside this cadaver

Trocar is thrusted deep into fermentation medulla

Now, when the tincture has maturated, I can uncork the stiff

Blackened gore and clot cocktail

With segment of necrotic tissue as lime

(solo: “Cadaver à la carte”)

Scrupulously removed cannula, unclogged trocar

Hiss of fleeing gases and concoction gobbling

Abdomen decrease as pressure lowers

Manoeuvre reminiscent of breathing corpse

Dense ambrosia of liquified entrails falls into the barrel

With acetylene torch stagnant serratus anterior are burned

To bloat slightly rotten tissues for libatory decoration

Celebration and degustation of cadaver grog

Traces of my carousal I must conceal again

In counterfeit death I must indicate dexterity

Incarnadine, swabs and antiseptic wipes

Minuscule price for a dead sot

Vacant veins are filled with precisely composited tampons

Imbibed with embalming fluid, factitious fillers

Sewn shut slashes and scars are masked with makeup

Visible rot, limpid skin and lividity - callously powdered

Dissolvable stitches divulged traces of crime

However, so cloistered for no one to notice

Fabricated file and death certificate

To sheath my spirit manufacturing

Remnants of sanguis and postmortal liquids flushed in sink

Rarefy with saponaceous foam and suds

Deceased wiped clean and laid into the coffin

His cause of death: drunk to death