| Lyrics: | Ravaged, torn, and punctured-the carcass oozes from
multiple wounds
Avulsed and sliced, the
dermis weeps pus and purge
fluid with clear, viscous goo
Prior to the initial incision,
before my scalpel is
baptized bloody wet
We determine the postmortem interval using a
simple
algebraic formula for death...
A direct body core temperature
measurement,
postmortemly taken, is the order of the day
The corpse is lifted on its side
and a slit in its
pants is cut in the most delicate way
Lacerations leak wasted heat and
fluid, as the body
cools in a predictable manner
My assistant lubricates the thermo-couple
probe, a
massive 12-inch long chemical thermometer...
...Freezing hold...
...Corpse gone
cold...
...Cooling blood...
...An icy flood...
...The body a husk; its innards are
spilt...
...This ferocious anal probing causes no guilt...
...A facet of my profession, this
duty I've sworn...
...I stab forth the thermometer as the anus is torn...
Environmental
conditions of the crime scene are
meticulously recorded
And the room temperature of the
dissection room is
dubiously noted
The core temperature of the carcass plummets
through
means of convection
Physical science triumphs over life as heat escapes
through
radiation...
Moritz's formula is the rule of thumb from which I can
derive...
"98.6F -
rectal temperature ? 1.5"
This equation produces the time of death, though
nothing is quite
this ideal
Whether oral, rectal, brain or liver, I shall monitor
the temperature with the
greatest zeal...
This gelid method of detection has a cold-bloodedly
frigid
appeal
Observe the sanguine-streaked suppuration chill, pool,
and congeal-ac |
