There are things that happen   To certain people when they're finally dead   Many never end up resting in their deserved casket bed   Cadavers in the wrong hands   Can come up for grabs   Join the countless corpses   On the mortuary auction slabs   The dead become a hot commodity, ready to sell   Merchandise on a market straight from hell   Price tags   Replace morgue tags      Vacant coffins buried   No one will ever know   As the wealthy gather   The bidding soon starts   Top dollar paid for human body parts   The auction is a success   Every bidder gets a piece   The gavel cracks loudly   Setting more of the deceased      The auctioneer shrieks as the bidding escalates   Unsold limbs lay on the selling block awaiting their fate   Vital organs in working order   Rake in the greatest cash   Physical merchandise drains each monetary slash   Price tags   Replace morgue tags      Vacant coffins buried   No one will ever know   As the wealthy gather   The bidding soon starts   Top dollar paid for human body parts   The auction is a success   Every bidder gets a piece   The gavel cracks loudly   Selling more of the deceased      For the eccentric, there is a black market   A death-dealing auction for the upper class jetset   Upon a necro-there the sale is based   Catering to every odd and strange taste   Bids and transactions for items of flesh   Purchasing quickly, as the dead lay fresh   Great sums paid for pieces of the dead   Highest price paid may take a complete head   Price tags   Replace morgue tags      Vacant coffins buried   No one will ever know   As the wealthy gather   The bidding soon starts   Top dollar paid for human body parts   The auction is a success   Every bidd