Welcome to where the dead things are
Flesh fresh from the womb
Still warm, still kicking, still life.
The grief in the eyes of those who remainNekionatalenheten
The shadow of death is filling the room
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Where the voice of life is put to sleep
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The sun must pass the darkness rules
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Where the angel of death claims its sacrifices
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An institution of death
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No life here only death is real
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Feeling no presence only the stench of death
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No escaping by life only by deathAs the new-born, still-born is put away
7 babies for the beast
Dissecting, selecting the best piecesBoiling the fat away
Gleaming bones in disturbing shapes
I shape with henzied precision
Hungering for perfection
I create
Science and madness
I reveal
The secrets of the flesh.
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