Dead Infection Lyrics
Dead Infection Lyrics
"Undergo An Operation Lyrics"
Tom's Diner Lyrics
I am sitting In the morning At the diner On the corner I am waiting At the counter For the man To pour the coffee
[Music: Tocha / Lyric: Cyjan]
The excitement is stronger,
You can taste a disinfected scalpel,
As you cut the abdominal tissue,
It's your choice!
Slow perpendicular cut
Made with a surgeon-like precision,
Haemorrhage is minimal,
The tissue of peritoneum is to daylight.
Perfect anaesthesia eli
Operation covered by means of sleep,
Only slight uncontrolled convulsions
Caused by the next cut.
Bent over human figures are
Penetrating further,
The next organ is exposed,
Little blood-drops cover aprons of
Surgeons equipped with instruments.
The next part of tissue is torn,
The
The trial to stop the haemorrhage
Is not successful.
But the operation goes on,
Still new explorations,
You are completely taken in,
Your dream is fulfilled.
All organs are torn and mixed,
Sick show cost you
The segregation of organs.
But it's not the end,Good Lookin' Out Lyrics
Thinking back on what we had want to give in, want to give up despair washes over you where do you go, what will you do your mind is racing in a
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It should be cleaned up,I am sitting In the morning At the diner On the corner I am waiting At the counter For the man To pour the coffee
[Music: Tocha / Lyric: Cyjan]
The excitement is stronger,
You can taste a disinfected scalpel,
As you cut the abdominal tissue,
It's your choice!
Slow perpendicular cut
Made with a surgeon-like precision,
Haemorrhage is minimal,
The tissue of peritoneum is to daylight.
Perfect anaesthesia eli
I'm On The Run Again Lyrics
Im on the run again Im on the run again Runnin from the pleasure Runnin from the pain Runnin from the voices Whore callin my name And Im fee
minates the pain,Im on the run again Im on the run again Runnin from the pleasure Runnin from the pain Runnin from the voices Whore callin my name And Im fee
Operation covered by means of sleep,
Only slight uncontrolled convulsions
Caused by the next cut.
Bent over human figures are
Penetrating further,
The next organ is exposed,
Little blood-drops cover aprons of
Surgeons equipped with instruments.
The next part of tissue is torn,
The
Sweet Teresa Lyrics
Sweet Teresa lay your eyes upon my face Oh Sweet Teresa lay your hands upon my skin Why don't you open up your love door Sweet Teresa let me in Sweet Te
fountain of blood spatters their faces,Sweet Teresa lay your eyes upon my face Oh Sweet Teresa lay your hands upon my skin Why don't you open up your love door Sweet Teresa let me in Sweet Te
The trial to stop the haemorrhage
Is not successful.
But the operation goes on,
Still new explorations,
You are completely taken in,
Your dream is fulfilled.
All organs are torn and mixed,
Sick show cost you
The segregation of organs.
But it's not the end,
Thinking back on what we had want to give in, want to give up despair washes over you where do you go, what will you do your mind is racing in a
The corpse has to be removed.
The operation ends,
All traces are cleaned,
Hospital-like cleannes.
[lead:Tocha]
[lead:Maly]
Slight convulsions and you wake up,
It was all pathological dream,
You vomit with yellow pus,
It's a sign of passing anaesthesia.