"..Pale skin shines in the darkness of the morgue   Deathlike atmosphere is filled with the stench of rot   Displeasant, repulsive and grim   Caught in the morbid attraction of the obscene      The sick and the beauty - divergent concepts   The Cult of the Emetic - deviated taste   Pathological perversion - necrologic spell   Happy in putrefaction..."      I'm deranged for loathsome - deranged for gore      Emaciated faces marked by the last death-throe   Process of rotheness manifested in the corpse   Dead bodies I dismember with love   Adipocere lubricates my latex gloves      Lain on the mortuary table   The stage where I act   Instruments gleams in the dark (necrotomy starts)   Dura-Mater I extract      I'm deranged for loathsome - deranged for gore      [POEM:]   "..Pale skin shines in the darkness of the morgue   Deathlike atmosphere is filled with the stench of rot   Displeasant, repulsive and grim   Caught in the morbid attraction of the obscene   The sick and the beauty - divergent concepts   The Cult of the Emetic - deviated taste   Pathological perversion - necrologic spell   Happy in putrefaction... I'm deranged "      Dismembered torsos I slice and explore   Removing intestines - pathology I adore      Corpses cause affection their members I collect   I'm an artist of mutilation   I live to dissect