General Surgery
Album • 2003
Mummified sinew resists To the point of exasperation A lengthy submersion seems quite apt Inadequate tools have this solution begat A preparatory soak is required To achieve the result I desire Sulphuric acid in excess In this cocktail your corpse needs to rest Fermented hulks Disjoined with ease Mucilaginous limbs Dislocated as I please Await the appropriate time To dispose of the corrosive sludge Environmental crime Added to my misconducts The resilience of the tissue Now virtually non-existent The corpse itself a free-flowing mass The bones, themselves liquescent Fermented hulks Disjoined with ease Mucilaginous limbs Are uncomplicatedly freed The problematics involved Take on a different guise Protective clothing and facial masks I stress are of great importance Pondering this method I reminisce of Haigh I spare a thought for his inherent genius As at the remains I effortlessly hack away.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
Wreaking anatomical havoc Chugging formaldehyde Rabidly gnawing on exposed bone In the noble name of science Feasting in a macabre gloom I'm overcome with bliss The rotten specimen fills the room As I frenziedly hack at the hateful putrid stiff Parasitical theory in practice Rectal juices extolled with verve The pinnacle of evolution Dismembered and befouled with zest Pustular chunks of internal decay decorate the walls Intricate patterns from gastric juice spray The aftermath of my assault The fortunes of working in medicine An outlet for predative zeal The general intolerance of corpse desecration Guarantee my results remain unseen
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
Scourging the morgue with sickly malice Rank antagonism brought to a head Disquiet on the forensic front I sense the gathering of purulent adversary flesh Slashing at blistered & ulcerous limbs Keeping the rancid stiffs at bay The ongoing struggle against dearly departed A justified frenzy of pathological rage Putrefactive waste I do adorn A foul internecine reward The gains of the battle, reeking of bile To the victor the spoils of mortuary wars Surgical tools aid my success over the malodorous cadavers I dread Their insidious advances I repulse with finesse Strategical mind games with the recently dead Necrobiosis prevailing My ally in decomposition A festering triumph accomplished by force The shredded rank corpses my cowed and crushed foes Putrefactive waste I do adorn A foul internecine reward The gains of the battle, reeking of bile To the victor the spoils of mortuary wars Scorch the fetid waste Replenish the source of flesh Gather a fresh batch of rancid, rank opponents Joyfully await the the next occasion For the fun to start again To recreate with my malodorous chums This thrilling, exhilarant game The gains of the battle The sweet stench of bile To the victor the spoils of Mortuary wars
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
Curtail the infection risk Diminish the festering decay Ignite a petrol soaked rag To keep putrefaction at bay Charcoaled extremities snap Roasted epidermis cracks Count the many advantages Of flambe sterilization Diminished viscosity and less pungent emanations Incinerated dearly departed Smouldering mortal remains Whatever extremities are in reach, I purposely set alight The defunct flesh antisepticised Singing my cuffs and inhaling fumes An oxidizing theme A coruscating concerto Curtailing the inferno to no avail The corpses blazing in a fuming arrayal The point of calcination rapidly reached My work place a pathological rotisserie Mortuary barbequed specials leaking ignited grease Sizzling streams of melted flab spreading with unsettling speed The blackened flame-ridden morgue Ravaged by fetid oxidation
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
Hospitality in excess where the dearly departed rest Badly diguised glee and crudely concealed zest Discretely cart in the stiffs Out of reach of prying eyes Descend into the realm of disputable medical practice Deteriorating shells Carted into this cadaverous abyss Discretely cart in the stiffs Out of reach of prying eyes Finely honed beguilement Conceal the true intent of pathological deviance The desecration imminent Retaining a front of respect In the watchful eyes of the public But down in the bowels of the morgue The methods become more drastic Skewered and ravaged with unbounded bliss The cold meat is pillaged with impetuous zeal The facade of courtesy shed with relief Replaced with a frenzied ecstatic butchery Seemingly pointless havoc Is our profession's forte A haven for our inclination for anatomical carnage As stocks are yet replenished, reverence abounds In solemn silence the deceased are wheeled Into our aberrant netherworld
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
Are we lying comfortably? I hope that you fear not Your stay here shall be lengthy Depending on just how quickly you rot Apply a quicklime mudpack Hinder circulation Artificially inflicted gangrene Hasten the maceration Rendered impeccably clean Stripped to the ivory core The cleansing of your fetid flesh Revealing the divine gleam of bone Strings of muscle tissue Yanked away with ease Luckily I removed your tongue I'm distracted by agonized screams It probably won't hurt too much The sedatives will bear you through The pain eventually subsides When your nerve ends turn to goo Bound to be gored Intravenously fed Destined to rot Your skin to be shed Trimming off loose sinew Your appearance is still a mess My psychopedantic maniacal glee Matches your distress Cleanliness is godliness Unbound by rank decay I admire your skeletal remains As I hose your fetid carrion down the drain
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Pathological waste abounds Cadavers lined wall to wall Foul-whiffing stiffs all around A bonfire would clean it all Frenzied cauterization Now seems slightly passé A more gleeful method seems fitting To spread havoc and disharmony Dispensation of carrion embellished In a delightfully mirthful way The disposal of my spent toys A most superbly distasteful fray Mannequins discretely exchanged For a different fashion model Now view the spring collection As worn by bloated corpses The ghastly remains strategically placed in public spots Much to the amusement of my like-minded pathologist chums De-truncating limbs, slack heads are lopped Soak the pieces in preservatives to debar foul rot Wrap the stinking presents and then regroup To deliver bloody packages to your front stoops Blithely positioning cadavers on a park bench Horrified children recoil and blench Hang a corpse by its intestines from a nearby tree For the public to admire my disposal methodology Our gruesome tasks masked by off-putting gaiety The jocular demeanour veils your repugnance but barely Jovially dissecting and disposing of the gore Our brash disposal methods leave you shaken to your core Unauthorized surgeries Dismantling anatomy Solemnizing necrotomies
Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 18, 2026
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