| Carotid artery pierced
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| Now the ritual can begin
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| Our patient yet alive
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| But not for long
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| Formalin injection
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| Indeed, it’s overkill
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| Curiosity has bested me
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| A void that must be filled
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| With lurid scenes of carnage
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| Inflicting both fear and pain
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| The thing about this doctor
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| Not only am I in but I’m insane
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| Out with the old
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| In with the new
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| Usurped a siege within you
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| Constructs of tissue torn apart
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| To spoil what’s next, I don’t have the heart
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| Violent convulsions
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| From the mouth, you’re foaming red
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| Transmission of all the oxygen
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| Has ceased, in moments you’ll be dead
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| It’s not what you’d expected
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| When you came to me for help
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| My overlooked credentials
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| A Hippocratic oath I’d sworn in hell
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| Internal organ failure
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| Excruciating pain
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| Observing deftly
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| As formaldehyde doth fill your veins
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| You will not survive
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| Out with the old
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| In with the new
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| Usurped a siege within you
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| Constructs of tissue torn apart
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| How very dead you were from the start
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| Stiff
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| Your body hardening
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| From the inside out
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| Bleak
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| The outlook not so good
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| Your will can’t save you now
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| Cruelly your life has been defiled
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| Out with the old
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| In with the new
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| Usurped a siege within you
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| Constructs of tissues torn apart
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| Embalming, truly an art
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| My art
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| Enjoy now your beauty sleep |