Inhuman Genome Project Songtext
von Morlocks

Test tubes in their racks
Goggles, funnels, boiling flasks
Spatulas, scoopulas, thermometers

Flashing screens, weird machines
Fishy schemes with random genes
Caustic fluids, acrid sludge in catheters

Wicked beasts and tiny spores
Molecules to explore
A carnivore they can′t ignore
Stop me if you've heard this one before

Going once, going thrice
Set me up, splice me nice
Take notes and my advice
Every cell is miscible

Pioneer, engineer
Body parts and rusty gear
Cords to brains, sticky stains, most are inexplicable


An overlooked poor genius
I′m feeling kind of miserable
Everybody thinks it's just a scam
My dissident experiments, they may not be permissable
Those fools, one day I'll show them what I am

Crossbreed, creep feed
If we prick them, do they not bleed?
Freak mutation, bad seed, what a misdeed

See my little subject
Restrained by chains and tongs
What I′m about to inject can′t possibly go wrong

The nightmare!
Oh the horror
How repulsive
What a griveous fright
Somebody messed around with the gene bank
I'm waking up with limbs
I didn′t have before the previous night
And unknown creatures in the fish tank


Living liquid in a cup
A rotten corpse reanimated
Small heads in a jar just as a showcase
We don't speak about the cover ups
The vile things we incinerated
God knows what′s buried in the crawlspace

I have mighty potions, shots
And pills that will enhance you, baby
Amplify, rewrite you DNA
Just take the chance
A mighty evolution you can dance to
Don't mind those throbbing outgrowths anyway

Horrid pain, metamorphosis, foul dissections by the ton
A brand new strain with strange necrosis
But never ask "My Lord what have I done"

Doctor of the lunatic fringe
Watch me wield my huge syringe
Ominous and luminous, green and glowing

Tentacle, pseudopod
Awakened by a lightning rod
Overdrive, it′s alive, fierce and growing

Look at me, I feel so free
With no responsibility
Perfect abnormality
Unnatural depravity

Madness all around
That raving monster is unbound
So primitive, vestigial
Let's cut off its head!

And talons too!
Vivisection! That's my cue!
Abiogenesis for fun and profit

Fetch that monochromosome
Those organisms, bring them to me
Modified genomes will be the key
But I am just a tool in this evolutionary apogee
Ending up with fell voracious things that should not be

But I don′t feel no shame in my unspeakable laboratory
Pushing all the limits at all costs
Willingly I cross, for stature, fame and scientific glory
Boundaries that ought not to be crossed