Cannibal Corpse - Edible Autopsy

EDIBLE AUTOPSY Chris Barnes Wheeled in on a cart, lying dormant not dead Hospital of immortality, butcher their patients bloody red Taken to a dark room, fear of impeding doom The doctor staps you down, with an evil grin Grabs his rusty blade, ripping through flesh and vein He tortures his patient through evil means You can't try to fight them; first they change your brain Beyond the realm of evil, their means are insane Mutilated beyond belief, but still kept alive Pathologist of death gouging out your eyes Guts and blood, bones are broken As they eat your pancreas Human liver, for their dinner Or maybe soup with eyes Cause of death, still unknown Gnawing meat, from your bones Bone saw binding in your skull Brains are oozing a human stump Needles injected, through your eyes Pulling off flesh, skinned alive Guts and blood, bones are broken As they eat your pancreas Human liver, for their dinner Or maybe soup with eyes Cause of death, still unknown Gnawing meat, from your bones Bone saw binding in your skull Brains are oozing a human stump Needles injected, through your eyes Pulling off flesh, skinned alive Killing for free in blood they will trust, And they must never forsake Feeding on blood that brought them abound, And they must kill tonight Genocide, suicide, screaming cries, In hell you will die Lying dormant not dead Hospital of immortality, butcher their patients bloody red Taken to a dark room, fear of impeding doom The doctor staps you down, with an evil grin Grabs his rusty blade, ripping through flesh and vein He tortures his patient through evil means