Songtext von Autopsy

Fallen deity Lying cold on my mortuary slab Slicing and sawing Digging deep into his head I look deep into the deceiver's eyes To analyze this evil mind Destroyer of free will Creator of mental disease Remove the brain Crush it between my fingers His empty skull will serve As my vile decoration Incision, open torso Removal of innards Evisceration Intestinal relocation An empty shell lie Upon my operating table Once almighty Now just dead flesh 6 days Of pathological surgery Recreate the maker In my image And on the 7th day I stand back and observe Filled with pride Of my sick work Y shaped stitches across his rotting chest A disfigured corpse sewn together for public display