The Body Bag Blues

Getting cold and getting rigid

Blind eyes as the gate to emptiness

Chest furrowed with exquisite cuts up

Welcome to my forensic battleground

As anatomical atlas you are wide open

The goal is body encyclopaedical arrangement

Placed into comly plastic package

It is so easy and so fun

All of you will be used

It's my body bag blues

You've no right to choose

That's my body bag blues

...My forensic blues

Exploring your cavity

Alphabetical ordeer in this abdominal chaos

With inexoarable tools of my trade

I am going to introduce

With interest I work on

Maintence of your shabby remains

Your innards shapely I will wrap

In vitro collection "Tissues, organs and veins"

I finish with no hurry

Your damaged deaad body carefully I repair

And then out of my slab you will be

Into body bag scrapped