Текст песни Gods of Fecal - резня в морге

Massacre in the morgue
  In one night, I arrived at the morgue inspection to check refrigerators, they went into a room and saw a pile of corpses all beheaded. And then the door slammed shut, and the doctors were in the power of darkness. The corpses come to life, they took scalpels, and went to chop them. People in horror rushed to the windows, but the morgue is not flat all the windows with bars. Chunks of flesh were flying in all directions, they cut off the zombies head and pussy, mystical cry was heard from the morgue, screaming man with no arms and no legs, and zombies laughing like an idiot, goading man. All morgue was splattered krovischey meat and offal is littered all over the floor. In the morning, all are dead, there remains the moral mess that song 'Massacre is fun. "