Product of a sick and impious mind, the creation of an
atrocius being, is inevitable the immersed deceit of
beings in melancoly, permit "Dr. Meat" to carry then to
his deadly hands
His fear permits to go far away of any human being,
twisted intelligence by the dream of the immortality
The shine of his eyes, before the incision removes his
masque showing his true face, thinking that the members
and organs accumulated will be his salvation, the only
carry to a permature death
The first grafts produce him erections and orgams, but
they are only a reflection of his alienated imbalance the
pestilence removed by his body
Submerges him a lake of grief and pain, victim of his
dark thought
The grafts in his body return against him, the
putrefaction seizes his body
Wait patiently to death, it will carry the dismembered
bodies, that you condemned