Carcass-Genital Grinder/Pysosisified (Still Rotten to the Gore)

The lingering scirrhus begins to harden  
As the insides fall prey to putrefaction 
Rotting tissue turns to mush and pulp  
As your mind is torn by encephalitis
Your cavities rot with ulcers 
Your infected inflammations torn  
Your gizzards eaten by incursive decay 
You're infernally rotten to the gore...
Juices digested from each pus-swollen pore  
Insatiable hunger as I feast on the gore 
Nothing gives me greater pleasure 
Than a bowlful of chyme 
Maggot infested kidneys  
Are what I choose every time
The smell of plaguing infection 
Is nauseatingly emetic  
Prolonged spumescence of stale pus 
Stinks like hot, putrid vomit
Your body is indurate 
The insides are black as tar 
Your innards gnawed by septic hate 
Now a mass of empyaema
Your blood is caked
Dried and inconsistent 
Your bloody rotten gore 
Is now vitrescent

Gran letra de Carcass. Es un lado muy gore, pero que con los términos médicos con los que hacer referencia me llaman sumamente la atención.