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Carcass Album



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Welcome, it's a world of hate
Your life of buried dreams
Smothered, by the soils of fate

Welcome, to a world of pain
Bitterness your only wealth
The sands of time kicked in your face
-Rubbed in your face

When aspirations are squashed
When life's chances are lost
When all hope is gone
When expectations are quashed
When self esteem is lost
When ambition is mourned
...All you need is hate

When aspirations are squashed
When life's chances are lost
When all hope is gone
When expectations are quashed
When self esteem is lost
When ambition is mourned
...All you need is hate

In futility, for self preservation
We all need someone
-Someone to hate

(1st lead - Steer)
(2nd lead - Amott)

Welcome to a world of hate

When aspirations are squashed
When life's chances are lost
When all hope is gone
When expectations are quashed
When self esteem is lost
When ambition is mourned
...All you need is hate

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Multifarious carnage
Meretriciously internecine
Sublime enmangling steelbath
Of escheated atrocities

Enigmatic longanimity of ruminent mass graves
Meritorious victory, into body-bags now scraped...

Regnant fleshpiles
The dead regorged
Osculatory majestic wrath
This carnal forge

Desensitized - to perspicuous horror
Dehumanized - fresh cannon fodder...

Meritorious horror
Perspicuous onslaught
Dehumanized - cannon fodder

Killing sanitized
Slaughter sanctified
Desensitized - to genocide

Reigning corpsepiles
Death regorged

Sousing bloodbath
Carnage forged...

In the cold, callous dignity of the mass grave...

Multiferocious carnage
Cruel, mendacious creed
Sublime, murderous bloodbath
Of fiscal atrocities

Inexorable mettle in redolent consomme
An opprobious crucible of molten human waste...

Priapismic deathpiles
Infinitely regorged
The smelting butchery
Of the carnal forge

Desensitized - to pragmatic murder
Dehumanized - into cannon fodder...

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Sensual awakening,
Numbing feeling's dead,
Conception's romanticised,
Synthetized broken heart's to bled,

Without emotion, your heartstring's played,
Strummed and severed to the tune of a tragic serenade,
(A tragic chorus,)
Without emotion, your hearstrings break,
Snapped and severed to the tune of a tragic, sad-cliche.

No love lost,
When all is said and done,
There's no love lost.

The low cost of loving,
Amorous travesty,
Human frailties and weakness are easy prey,
How your poor heart will bleed.

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Works of art
Painted black
Magniloquent
Bleeding dark
Monotonous palate
Murky spectrum
Grimly unlimited
Food for thought
So prolific
In contrasting shades
Forcely fed
Abstraction, so choking
So provocative

A canvas to paint
To degenerate
Dark reflections
Degeneration
A canvas to paint
To denigrate
Dark reflections
Of dark foul light

Profound, aesthetic beauty
Or shaded, sensary corruption
Perceptions, shattered
Splintered, mirroring
In deft taints, diluted, tinted
Spelt out, in impaired colour
Denigrating, to paint
Not a pretty picture

A canvas to paint
To degenerate
Dark reflections
Degeneration
A canvas to paint
To denigrate
Dark reflections
Of dark foul

Works of heart bleeding dark
Black, magniloquent art
Monotonous palate
Murky spectrum
Grimly unlimited
Prolific food for thought
Contrasting, fed with force
Abstraction, so choking
So provocative

Bleeding works of art
Seething work so dark
Seering words from the heart

-Solo-

A canvas to paint
To degenerate
Dark reflections
Degeneration
A canvas to paint
To denigrate
Dark reflections
Of dark foul

-Solo-

A canvas to paint
To degenerate
Dark reflections
Degeneration
A canvas to paint
To denigrate
Dark reflections
Of dark foul light

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Bow down, your precious icon
Deity of self suppression
This effigy of flesh
Corporeal christi, nailed
In submission
To this false idol
Seeking deliverance
From this spiritual hierarchy
Downward spiralling
A corrupt throne
Of repression and guilt

Our will be done
Thy kingdom burn

On my knees
Before this tormented flesh
In irreverence
In communion with
This parasitic host
Of virtuous divinity
This imperious creed bears
Testament to the
Failures of our morality
Righteous durance
Is our cross we
Bear in stations
In stations of the lost

Our will be done
Thy kingdom burn
Thy kingdom burn
Our will be done

From your knees arise
By your own hand
Your god you scribe
The earth shall
Inherit the meek
Your god is dead

-Solo-

Bound down
In god we're trussed
Foul stature
Icons embodied in flesh
We nail
In servitude to deities
Fashioned in our self image
Shadows of eternal strife
Cast by those who serve
A crown of pawns

Our will be done
Thy kingdom burn
Thy kingdom burn
Our will be done

From your knees arise
By your own hand
Your god you scribe
The earth shall
Inherit the meek
Your god is dead

-Solo-

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Tearing down the walls
Breaching frontiers
Unlocking the gates
To a new world disorder
A fresh balance of terror,
The equilibrium of hate

Archaic nescience unleashed
Entrenched, a bitter legacy
Tempered in mental scars
All flesh entwined
In mortal equality

Tangled mortal coil!

Twisted and warped!
Tangled mortal coil!

Tearing down the walls
Breaching frontiers
Unlocking the gates
To a new world disorder
A fresh balance of terror,
The equilibrium of hate

Twisted and warped!
Tangled mortal coil!

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Prognathous gears grind
So diligent and
Serrated they mesh
Toothed cogs churn
So trechant
Against soft flesh
Worked to the bone
Up to the hilt
Depredated
Raw materialism
To stoke the furnaces
Toiling, rotting
Life slowly slips away
Consumed, inhumed
In this mechanized
Corruption line
By mincing machinery
Industrialised
Pulped and pulverised
Enslaved to the grind

Blood, sweat, soil, tears
Arbeit macht frei/fleisch

Grave to the grind

Inimitable gears twist
To churn a living grave
Stainless cogs shredding
Scathing pistons
Bludgeon and flail
Stripping to the bone
Retund mandrels levigate
Just raw material
Your pound of flesh
For the suzerain
Toiling, rotting
Life slowly dissipates
Consumed, inhumed
In a corruption line
Mechanized
By mincing machinery
Industrialized
Crunched and brutalised
A grave to the blind

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Parched with thirst
Our cup overfloweth
With the crimson milk
Of human blindness
In charnel towers
Of ivory besieged
The bones of subjugation
Are picked clean

In barren decadence
Tears are the only affluence
Welling eyes are indifferent
As the blind bleed

Blood and tear
Out damn spot out
The fruits of perpetual decay
Pouring the salt in open wounds
Out damn spot out
The scars remain
Will stay perpetual decay

Bloody hands never wash clean
Abject misery to bleed
Decadence to feed
Out damn spot out

Parched with thirst
How the other half die
Void of compassion
Our cup runs dry
With a silver spoon born
To dig communal graves
The only consecration
The economics of pain

In barren decadence
Tears are the fuel of affluence
Wells of blood run diffluent
A bitter harvest to reap...

Blood and tear
Out damn spot out
The fruits of perpetual decay
Pouring the salt in open wounds
Out damn spot out
The scars remain
Will stay perpetual decay

Bloody hands never wash clean
Abject misery to bleed
Decadence to feed
Out damn spot

-Solo-

Bloody hands never wash clean
Abject misery to bleed
Decadence to feed
Out damn spot out

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A play on words
Or words on play
Last chapter, verse
In the final act
Words well scripted
Each sentence choking
Inaudible gag
Blanket which suffocates
As you eat another's words
Malnourished, you starve

-Solo-

Silence
Has a definition
A vocabulary
Of muted diction
Precise thought
To miscomprehend
Ambiguity in
High resolution
Articulate
Expletive fiction
Open to misinterpretation
So precise
Silence has a definition
A vocabulary
Of muted diction
Articulate, expletive

Condensed meaning
Making no sense
Open mouth the lines
In stressed expression
Understand the silence
The piercing calm
Sour music to your ears
As you regurgitate
Another's words
In their shallowness
You drown

-Solo-

Silence
Has a definition
A vocabulary
Of muted diction
Precise thought
To miscomprehend
Ambiguity in
High resolution
Articulate
Expletive fiction
Open to misinterpretation
So precise
Silence has a definition
A vocabulary
Of muted diction
Articulate, expletive

A play on words
Making no sense

-Solos-

Which makes no sense
Which makes none sense

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A grim myriad
A grey kaleidoscope
Sterile, contrasting
Born and die
Institutionalised
A bleak epitaph
An epilogue so sad

Cross indexed
Cross dissected
Cross referenced
Contabescence
Cross indexed
Cross bisected
Cross referenced
Certificate of death

Machine coded
Reduced to hard memory
In a data base
Digitalised
Statistical obituary
Your only legacy
Your final resting place

Cross indexed
Cross dissected
Cross referenced
Contabescence
Cross indexed
Cross bisected
Cross referenced
Certified dead

-Solos-

Cross indexed
Cross dissected
Cross referenced
Contabescence
Cross indexed
Cross bisected
Cross referenced
Certificate of death

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