Living dissection

Fingers missing from hands, ready to snap bones and necks
Pieced together from dead tissue, body parts crudely sewn
Face is smashed to pulp, drooling from an empty socket
Brain half dead, hungry for flesh, many souls commanding my existence

My body alive, I defy the life I've been given
I should have remained dead

Experimenting on dead tissue, convulsing bodies on the table
Reanimation of the dead, rusty scalpels cutting skin
Pieced together parts and parts, transplanting human life
Rotten organs, rectal pus, spitting up your gallbladder

Donation of bodily organs carved from broken bodies
Eyes melting, skin exploding, every body bleeding
Meat inter-changed from the mutilated stiffs
Parts of the dead are never to rest
Lymphatic nodes implode while the brain corrodes
Bodies sold to science, profiting from the dead
Creation of a being never known to man

Heart pumping pus through the body
Sliced in sections, the putrid infection
Regaining life from beyond to rip the flesh from your bones

Stripped of flesh, unsightly
Torn in two, slicing through you
Live organs needed to be reanimated

Pathologist sawing the skull of the donor
Now he lies dead, awaiting a new brain

Recycling the bodies, parts of the dead
Exposing their insides, slitting their necks

Finding a way, bringing life to the corpse
Once dead on my table soon to walk again

Fingers missing from hands, ready to snap bones and necks
Pieced together from dead tissue, body parts crudely sewn
Face is smashed to pulp, drooling from an empty socket
Brain half dead, hungry for flesh, many souls commanding my existence

My body alive, I defy the life I've been given
I should have remained dead