| 作曲 : ? | |
| Prone on the operating table | |
| Deep incision aliced on inanimate flesh | |
| I love my disgusting equipment | |
| Needless, scalpels and brain acoops to diagnose death | |
| Succumb to my horrible experiment | |
| Intestines and limbs agog in fiendish disarray | |
| Mustating your natural composition | |
| Rearrange your vital organs in horrific dismay. | |
| I'm the ghoul of the medical profession | |
| Foetid corpses and carcasses line the basement wall | |
| With glee I dismember cadavers | |
| I affix the pancreas where the stomach should be | |
| Rejuvenate the rancid corpses | |
| The innards glisten in their new anatomical display | |
| I cackle with post-mortem delight | |
| The walls reek of sin and the stench of horrendous decay. |
| zuo qu : ? | |
| Prone on the operating table | |
| Deep incision aliced on inanimate flesh | |
| I love my disgusting equipment | |
| Needless, scalpels and brain acoops to diagnose death | |
| Succumb to my horrible experiment | |
| Intestines and limbs agog in fiendish disarray | |
| Mustating your natural composition | |
| Rearrange your vital organs in horrific dismay. | |
| I' m the ghoul of the medical profession | |
| Foetid corpses and carcasses line the basement wall | |
| With glee I dismember cadavers | |
| I affix the pancreas where the stomach should be | |
| Rejuvenate the rancid corpses | |
| The innards glisten in their new anatomical display | |
| I cackle with postmortem delight | |
| The walls reek of sin and the stench of horrendous decay. |
| zuò qǔ : ? | |
| Prone on the operating table | |
| Deep incision aliced on inanimate flesh | |
| I love my disgusting equipment | |
| Needless, scalpels and brain acoops to diagnose death | |
| Succumb to my horrible experiment | |
| Intestines and limbs agog in fiendish disarray | |
| Mustating your natural composition | |
| Rearrange your vital organs in horrific dismay. | |
| I' m the ghoul of the medical profession | |
| Foetid corpses and carcasses line the basement wall | |
| With glee I dismember cadavers | |
| I affix the pancreas where the stomach should be | |
| Rejuvenate the rancid corpses | |
| The innards glisten in their new anatomical display | |
| I cackle with postmortem delight | |
| The walls reek of sin and the stench of horrendous decay. |
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