Lab Bench 2 · Verse 2
Analysis
Lay out the elements on the anatomy table
Check for the traits to see if we're able
To determine the age, the stature, the sex
Solving a puzzle that's deeply complex
Look at the pelvis, the sciatic notch wide
Or the brow on the cranium, shifting the tide
Measure the femur, run the math for the height
Every single landmark is a beacon of light
Refrain
Chorus
We are the voices for those who can't speak
Piecing together the clues that we seek
From the skull to the spine, the story grows clear
The biological profile is coming right here
In the grid, in the lab, we're breaking the code
Reading the map on the skeletal road
Findings · Bridge
Determination
Is it antemortem healing from an old, old fall?
Or perimortem trauma at the end of it all?
Taphonomic staining from the roots and the soil
Every tiny scratch is the fruit of our toil
We don't guess, we don't assume, we rely on the bone
Because the truth is written in a language of stone
Report Filed · Outro
Closing
Just a few fragments left under the clay
But the science is bringing the answers today
Case closed, file put back on the shelf
The bone tells a story that can't tell itself
Yeah, the bone tells a story...
That can't tell itself.