"Selection and Dissection of Parts For Resurrection" Lyrics

Broken and dishevelled resortingt to desperate measures
Cataonic and determined seeking out human treasures
A vicoius predator in the daed of night
Hunting the backstreet alleys out of site
Selecting victims that woldn't be missed
Collecting spare parts to be ticked off the ist

Selecting the donors wasn't heard
Dissection had been got down to an art
Mourning her loss had acquired a collection
Of spare parts for her resurrection
The last resorts of a broken man
Desperate with a psychotic plan
No will to lifve a solitary life
Craving the company of his rotten wife

Livers, bladders, kidneys and hearts
Extracted and fitted like spare car parts
Rejecting all but the perfect bits
Healthy and fruitful, not battered or split
A discardded pile amongst pus and slime
Swollen with papules and oozing grime
A human laboratory vile and depraved
Saving his love from a premature grave

Selecting the donors wasn't heard
Dissection had been got down to an art
Mourning her loss had acquired a collection
Of spare parts for her resurrection
The last resorts of a broken man
Desperate with a psychotic plan
No will to lifve a solitary life
Craving the company of his rotten wife

Too picky about the style and shape
Or if the coilour would be to her taste
An exquisite corpse bloated out of shape
Putrefying fast, poisonous gasses escape
A perfectionist spending too long trying to gather
The perfect parts for her fragile cadaver
No chance of bringing her lifeless form back
An unrecognisable soul, swollen and black