Pathologist's Instability Lyrics

Coolness experience precision brain

Little things that make me a good pathologist

A mysterious sickness has brocken the life of little child
Is my dduty to discover the cause
My instuments blue coat iron table
I'm ready to begin take the corpse hot yet

With the sharp bistoury
I fondle the delicate skin
I open the tissues
I sink the bladeCadaveric Crematorium - Pathologist's Instability - http://motolyrics.com/cadaveric-crematorium/pathologists-instability-lyrics.html
The drain-pipe is full of blood
With my hand
Into i fell
With my face
Into i taste
With my teeth
Take a sample
For analyse in laboratory

Pathologist's instability

Perversion blood tissues organs