Their censure forced the decision Their murder forced by incision
With furtive defiance I ended their lives My allegiance to the scalpel has reshaped mine
Stuck with a codgerie of bodies My aims have something new to embody
Flasks brimming with nutritive concoctions To stave off decay and exsiccation
In vials suffused with anti-decomposotes Concealed organelles, their discovery remote
Preservation of... A post-mortem view to the nature of Death Preservation of... A looking glass through to the traces of Death
With our crimes concealed, we've time to reveal Anatomical dogmas, so far not appealed
In perfect suspension, this gralloch begs the question Past this mortal coil, can we affect reclamation
Preservation of... Channels replete through which we aim to cheat Death Preservation of... To our last breath, pursuing life after Death
Information I'll procure from subjects matured In a gripe's egg of our preserving tincturesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
