🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: A Methodical Overture - Aborted

 A  OVERTURE
 
 An  thirst to delve
 And propagate my surgical 
 We have to see,  have to know
  of a disorder
  to my dismay...
 
 Methodically I 
  rusty hooks and skews
  are ripped from bones
 Such an eloquent bliss, my irreverence, insatiable quest for 
 So many  aesthetic deeds to reset the boundaries of pain
 
 Enumeration of 
 Casuistry mistaken for 
  of human filth
 A mirror  masochistic guilt incarnate
 I excoriate
 My endless 
 
 Evisceration on demand, the emetic stench  human misery
 A descent into euphoria,  genocide, the path I have to take
 Miscalculated dysphoria, as I bear witness  hunger doesn't fade
 I am a pathogenic mystery, a plague restored with 
 
 The overture, merely a  of what death ensues
 The overture, the ending of lives  quiescent
 The overture, merely a glimpse  what science lingers
 The overture, the  to a bloodbath so impending
 As life 
 
 ... A reminiscence of carnal  abhorrent tests
 In a mouldy laboratory,  extruded
 From  retched putrid life
 Forms ready at my 
 A reminiscence  what used to be, abhorrent crud
 In a mouldy laboratory, hemoglobin now 
  ataxic abattoir, the dawn of omega
 
 An Indomitable thirst  delve
  propagate my addiction,
 We have to see, we have  know
 Calculus of a  disorder
 Intricate  my dismay...
 
 The first chapter in a  trail
  apparatus in process to dissect
 We have to bleed, we have to 
 Calculus of  nature
 Pathetic to  dismay...