I tear the thick skin
This shit ain't sharp
I don't want to get dirty
But I'll do it anyway
Your screams disgust me
You are so weak
I will cut your throat
So I can start again
Draining the blood, drying the flow
Layers of skin, opening one by one
Quickly separate and I can see the veins and organs
Heart that still beats, lungs almost popping out
What was pulsating
Now it's stopping
What was moving
Now it's shaking
I keep blood, nails and pieces of organs
Viscera, hair and fingerprints
I open the head and damage the brain
I blew the skull out with one blow
Checking previous damage
This was a healthy body
I will keep possible evidence
I just took a peek
Between the legs there were remnants of skin of various DNAs
Someone with different customs that many are still unaware of
This was your day
We have to say
We did your general check up
We will remember you when we look up
Autopsy of a Living Corpse
Only a favor, no remorse
So, now you can call the cops
Autopsy of a Living Corpse