A Portrait of Dissection

Oh vermin, you shall sing to me a six foot jet of blood
A temptress singing blasphemy, I seek to see your ribs undone
Tonight, divulge my vulgar taste, I have devolved into atrocity
Your dying eyes shall witness fate; My halo of disease

And I shall know you like none has ever known before
(So fragile), my fascination built of meat and whore
And as you slip so violently into the arms of death
(I shall remain here) with human flesh still lingering on my breath

A carved yet concious succubus, pale skin awash in viscera
Autopsy of an angel who swept into malicious hands
For on this table I shall lay you bare and push my hands into your flesh
(Unwilling subject) I thirst for your lifeless embrace

I shall know you like none has ever known before
(So fragile), my fascination built of meat and whore
And as you slip so violently into the arms of death
(I shall remain here) with human flesh still on my fucking breath

Sweet dissection / it calls to me.

My wounded siren / There'll be no painless death
My hallowed beauty / I'll hollow out your chest

My satisfaction finally attained
Utmost elation / achieved through others pain