An Indomintable thirst to delve
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And propagate my surgical addiction,
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We have to see, we have to know
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Calculus of a disorder
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Intricate to my dismay...
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Methodically I purse
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With rusty hooks and skews
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Muscles are ripped from bones
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Such an eloquent bliss, my irreverence, insatiable quest for "knowledge"
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So many ways, aesthetic deeds to reset the boundaries of pain
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Enumeration of cadavers
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Casuistry mistaken for Clairvoyance
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Epitome of human filth
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A mirror of masochistic guilt incarnate
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I excoriate
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My endless carnage
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Evisceration on demand, the emetic stench of human misery
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A descent into euphoria, a genocide, the path I have to take
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Miscalculated dysphoria, as I bear witness the hunger doesn't fade
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I am a pathogenic mystery, a plague restored with rage
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The overture, merely a glimpse of what death ensues
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The overture, the ending of lives so quiescent
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The overture, merely a glimpse of what science lingers
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The overture, the opening to a bloodbath so impending
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As life becomes...
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... A reminiscence of carnal decadence, abhorrent tests
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In a mouldy laboratory, hemoglobin extruded
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From the retched putrid life
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Forms ready at my grasp
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A reminiscence of what used to be, abhorrent crud
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In a mouldy laboratory, hemoglobin now obsolete
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The atchaic abattoir, the dawn of omega
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An Indomitable thirst to delve
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And propagate my addiction,
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We have to see, we have to know
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Calculus of a sadistic disorder
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Intricate to my dismay...
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The first chapter in a bloody trail
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The apparatus in process to dissect
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We have to bleed, we have to rot
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Calculus of human nature
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Pathetic to my dismay...
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A Methodical Overture
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Aborted |