Ear Drums Pop
And I'm looking like a fool again Woah Oh
I threw away my reputation
One more song for the radio station
I'm bouncing off the walls again woah oh
And I'm looking like a fool again woah oh
Waking up on the bathroom floor
Pull myself back together just to fall once more
And my heart's beating out of my chest woah oh
And this town is still making me sick woah oh
And every penny from my last paycheck
I've blown it on you
I'm bouncing off the walls again woah oh
And I'm looking like a fool again woah oh<
Ectopic Eye
Disintering rotting carrion
Posthumous secretions flowing out
Manifested Livor Mortis
Autolisyfied tissues breaking down
"Exhuming corpses Enshrouded in Putrilage
putrescent embalment oozes frm their rotting flesh
Soapy secretions, Adipocere...
The stench of the cadavers bring me no tears"
Alchemy of decomposition
Curdled suppuration in the bodily orifices
Necrobiotic alterations
Ammoniac sulphide is vilely released
Putrefaction... Putrilage
Perpetuation... in decay
"Exhuming corpses Enshrouded in Putrilage
Special guests for another secret carnage
Depraved morticians rapting the dead
Taking their bodies out of their fucking graves"
Visceral disintegration
Fetid emanation of cadaveric fumes
Post-mortem deteriration
This beautyful cadaver is ready to be exhumed