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