The Flesh Mechanic

Some writhe in the flesh, as I work in it deep
Grim is the labor for my macabre and creative dreams
I remake the dead until I’m hellishly satisfied
Reworked anatomy expresses my morbid imagination
These are the tales of the flesh mechanic
The nefarious deeds of a carcass fanatic
Cadavers hold a cosmos of ghastly fascination
I exploit body worlds through gore-iffic fascination
I’m the flesh mechanic/insane skin repairman
Bloody meat magician/corpse craftsman
Gutted, rebuilt, and preserved, they deter decomposition
Manipulated pieces, exposed parts I shape and fashion
Vulgar aesthetics, I turn natural features into horror
Clinical dissection, bodies disfigured by my skills
My vision dubbed obscene, but my point of view is art
First see what you are, then what you will become
These are the tales of the flesh mechanic
The nefarious deeds of a carcass fanatic
Cadavers hold a cosmos of ghastly fascination
I exploit body worlds through gore-iffic fascination
I’m the flesh mechanic/insane skin repairman
Bloody meat magician/corpse craftsman