The body lies before me cold as stone
Her lifeless form now mine to own
I don my gloves and start to cut
Pieces of her, I begin to gut
I'm here to find the truth whatever it may be
And bring light to her tragic story
I'm here to find the truth whatever it may be
And bring light to her tragic story
I am master of this autopsy
The surgeon of death, watch me
I wield my scalpel with deadly force
Peeling back flesh with no remorse
I explore her organs one by one
Breathing in the stench of what shes become
Her heart no longer beats but I hear it's song
As I unravel, what went so wrong
As I explore her cut by cut
Her story unfolds of a dirty little slut
The sucking trocar digs
Now say goodbye to the little bitch
I'm here to find the truth whatever it may be
And bring light to her tragic story
I'm here to find the truth whatever it may be
And bring light to her tragic story
I am master of this autopsy
The surgeon of death, watch me
I wield my scalpel with deadly force
Peeling back flesh with no remorse
The autopsy is done, the truth is out
Her story now complete, without a doubt
I am the master of this autopsy