Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All Gut, No Glory , by - Impaled. Song from the album The Last Gasp, in the genre МеталRelease date: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Willowtip
Song language: English
All Gut, No Glory |
| Blubbering gelatinous mass of lipids and pendulant flesh |
| An ovoidal organism cursed with cognizance |
| Bereft of bones, nerves and veins, osmotically gorged |
| An abhorrent creation, by medical science forged |
| Corpulent meat, a shambling mess |
| Birthed in a test tube |
| Slathered on top with green jelly |
| For passing as food |
| Suckling agar in a petri dish |
| G.M.O. |
| f tus |
| Oils are polyunsaturated |
| Man-made to nourish |
| Genetic recombination |
| The meal is now us |
| Guts excised, limbs paralyzed |
| Gamma knife neurectomy: all gut, no glory |
| Sickly obese, brain wave ceased |
| Excoriating autonomy: all gut, no glory |
| Once a part of mankind |
| By doctors, redefined |
| The spine removed from the back |
| Now a craven haversack |
| Guts excised, limbs paralyzed |
| Gamma knife neurectomy: all gut, no glory |
| Sickly obese, brain wave ceased |
| Excoriating autonomy: all gut, no glory |
| Gross protuberance |
| No time for foods masticated |
| Bio-tech fed with fluids |
| Frankenfood we have created |
| Eat! |
| Barf! |
| Oleaginous being mired in diaphoresis |
| Left to linger, adipose, suffering in weakness |
| With genes from yourself and with a few from the zoo |
| The dish best served cold is you |