Dis-Organ-Ized

Prone on the operating table

Deep incision sliced on inanimate flesh

I love my disgusting equipment

Needles, scalpels, and brain scoops to diagnose death

Succumb to my horrible experiment

Intestines & limbs agog in fiendish disarray

Mutating your natural composition

Rearrange your vital organs in horrific dismay

I'm the ghoul of the medical profession

Foetid corpses and carcasses line the basement wall

With glee I dismember cadavers

I affix the pancreas where stomach should be

Rejuvenate the rancid corpses

The innards glisten in their new anatomical display

I cackle with post-mortem delight

The walls reek of sin & the stench of horrendous decay