Orphans Of Sickness — Gorguts

In the tombs of pain and innocence Forever were buried Souls of those who've never asked to be Scornfully immolated

The art of transplantation Has saved a lot of lives By frauding a child's adoption I will be saving mine

Lead: Lemay

In the name of science They've claimed being our saviors Money is what keeps busy These medical butchers Soiled with blood all over their hands They've just killed for a cuople of grand

Orphans of sickness were put to rest Miserable adoption has torn their souls to shreds Orphans of sickness now dwell in death With nice tags on their organs, their existence will end

Lead: Lemay

Children were dissected By those sick, demented

In the tombs of pain and innocence Forever were buried Souls of those who've never asked to be Scornfully immolated

To achieve my transplantation I stole a lot of lives Through the kindness of adoption All those lives are now mine

Orphans of sickness were put to rest Miserable adoption has torn their souls to shreds Orphans of sickness now dwell in death With nice tags on their organs, their existence will end