The Embalmer's Art Lyrics


Here. This town. Secluded slice of life. Picture-perfect front of diabolic atrocity

What cold horror lies beyond these warm smiles and hospitality?

Potter’s Bluff

The Embalmer’s Art

Master work of the wicked

Unsuspecting ones wander incautiously

The geniality of the accommodating town of death

Last moments to life

captured in macabre photographs

of anguish and final breaths

Self-Made God

The embalmer’s task

Engineer of perverse monstrosity

Town mortician

Nefarious puppeteer

Creator of this depraved paradise

to which you have returned

Carefully stationed piece

of this morbid puzzle

You too have died