Medical Procedure

Concrete · 03-09-2018, 10:35 AM

"Paging Dr. Octagon, Code Blue in Sector 19"

a clear understatement, saying it's too blatant
to have my patients chained up in a basement
I will rather show them the pains of erasement
the despair gives off a faint scent, kind of fresh
it's time to test, how to dissect mind from flesh
Im inclined to press all known bounds of biology
mind to matter reveals all grounds of psychology

observing heart rates no longer oscillating stable
lie down, the doctor is able at the operating table
vital organs kept functioning by propagating cables
now off to a blissful start, first check the list of parts
don't resist, be smart, just lay still as wrists departs
your legs shaking dude, so I have to break em too
Im pulling at the source of misery, like aching tooths
it may seem cruel, I feel need to induce more harm
as the pale skin is teared along with your forearms
the success so far: four limbs reduced to four scars

placed em in some old jar, where I dumped some feet
anatomically speaking, currently your're a lump of meat
my patient: a clump of beef - that's a proper diagnostics
it seems noxious, as I rip out those optics by the sockets
blood sucking tubes and wires keeping things functioning
your chest is where the juncture is, your lungs puncturing
now I get to chisel away your face like a drunk sculpturist

the whole facial structure rifts

I guess the scalpel works..

so, now the pain starts..

I hear crying, gotta remove that lame talk, with a chain saw
through a plain straw, faint breathing, noises in weird forms
the last thing you ever hear before I chip away your eardrums
I could do this all day, at this leasure I must hack for pleasure
disintegrate your back for measure, then put you back together
rinse, repeat, missing relief I bet you would be grinning teeth
your chin decreased, all thats left of the mouth is minced meat

stuck in the cerebrum, a distressed consciousness, cold, serious
the medical experiments made physical agony your sole experience
you want to die desperatley, sorry.. but don't take it personally
your brain linked to a machine, observing stress levels for eternity

03-09-2018, 10:35 AM	#1
Concrete Senior Member Join Date: Oct 2013 Location: Oslo Posts: 179 Battle Record: 5-0 Rep Power: 2158978	Medical Procedure "Paging Dr. Octagon, Code Blue in Sector 19" a clear understatement, saying it's too blatant to have my patients chained up in a basement I will rather show them the pains of erasement the despair gives off a faint scent, kind of fresh it's time to test, how to dissect mind from flesh Im inclined to press all known bounds of biology mind to matter reveals all grounds of psychology observing heart rates no longer oscillating stable lie down, the doctor is able at the operating table vital organs kept functioning by propagating cables now off to a blissful start, first check the list of parts don't resist, be smart, just lay still as wrists departs your legs shaking dude, so I have to break em too Im pulling at the source of misery, like aching tooths it may seem cruel, I feel need to induce more harm as the pale skin is teared along with your forearms the success so far: four limbs reduced to four scars placed em in some old jar, where I dumped some feet anatomically speaking, currently your're a lump of meat my patient: a clump of beef - that's a proper diagnostics it seems noxious, as I rip out those optics by the sockets blood sucking tubes and wires keeping things functioning your chest is where the juncture is, your lungs puncturing now I get to chisel away your face like a drunk sculpturist the whole facial structure rifts I guess the scalpel works.. so, now the pain starts.. I hear crying, gotta remove that lame talk, with a chain saw through a plain straw, faint breathing, noises in weird forms the last thing you ever hear before I chip away your eardrums I could do this all day, at this leasure I must hack for pleasure disintegrate your back for measure, then put you back together rinse, repeat, missing relief I bet you would be grinning teeth your chin decreased, all thats left of the mouth is minced meat stuck in the cerebrum, a distressed consciousness, cold, serious the medical experiments made physical agony your sole experience you want to die desperatley, sorry.. but don't take it personally your brain linked to a machine, observing stress levels for eternity