Prosector’s Revenge

Cadavers I select
With random criterion
Taking them from the morgue
To the autopsy table

Enslaved to dissect
Do what they say

Washed away and prepared
For the demonstration
Dissecting under command
Of arrogant professors

Enslaved to dissect
Cut the crap!

Formaldehyde smell
Disturbing my brain
Surrounded by corpses
I spent my workday

Ignored and exploited
I'm treated with contempt
But one day they will taste
My scalpel blade

Prosector's revenge
Anatomy of hate
Prosector's revenge
It's over now