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    CARCASS

    BURIED DREAMS

    Welcome, to a World of hateA life of buried dreamsSmothered, by the soils of fateWelcome, to a world of painBitterness, your only wealthThe sand time kicked in your faceRubbed in your face

    When aspirations are squashedWhen lifes chances are lost

    When all hope is goneWhen expectations are squashedWhen self esteem is lostWhen ambition is mournedall you need hate

    In futility, for self preservationWe all need someonesomeone to hate

    CARNAL FORGE

    Multifarious carnageMeretriciously internecineSublime enmangling steel bathOf escheated atrocities

    Enigmatic longanimity of ruminant mass gravesMeritorious victory, into body-bags now scraped

    Regnant flesh pilesThe dead regorgedOscillatory majestic wrathThis carnal forge

    Desensitized - to perspicuous horrorDehumanized - flesh cannon fodder

    Meritorious horrorPerspicuous onslaughtDehumanized cannon fodder

    Killing sanitized

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    Slaughter sanctifiedDesensitized to genocide

    Reigning corpsepilesDeath regorged

    Sousing bloodbathCarnage forged

    In the coldDignity of the mass grave

    Multiferocious carnageCruel, mendacious creedSublime, murderous bloodbath

    Of fiscal atrocities

    Inexorable mettle in redolent consommAn opprobrious crucible of molten human waste

    Priapismic deathpilesInfinitely regorgedThe smelting butcheryOf the carnal forge

    Desensitized to pragmatic murderDehumanized into cannon fodder

    NO LOVE LOST

    Sensual awakeningNumbing feelings deadConception romanticizedSynthesized broken hearts to bled

    Without emotion your heartstrings playedStrummed and severed to the tune of a tragic serenade

    [A tragic chorus]Without emotion your heartstrings breakStrummed and severed to the tune of a tragic, sad clich

    No love lostWhen all is said and doneTheres no love lost

    The low cost of loving

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    Amorous travestyHuman frailties and weakness are easy preyHow your poor heart will bleed

    HEARTWORK

    Works of art, painted blackMagniloquent, bleeding darkMonotonous palate, murky spectrum, grimly unlimitedFood for thought, so prolificIn contrasting shades, forcedly fedAbstraction, so choking, so provocative

    A canvas to paint, to degenerateDark reflections degeneration

    A canvas to paint, to denigrateDark reflections, of dark foul light

    Profound, aesthetic beautyOr shaded, sensory corruptionPerceptions, shattered, splintered, mirroringIn deft taints, diluted, tintedSpelt out, in impaired colourDenigrating, going to paints to pain not a pretty picture

    Works of heart bleeding darkBlack, magniloquent artMonotonous palate, murky spectrum, grimly unlimitedProlific food for thoughtContrasting, fed with forceAbstraction, so choking, so provocative

    Bleeding works of artSeething work so darkSeering words from the heart.

    Embodiment

    I bow down you precious icon, deity of self oppressionThis effigy of flesh, corporeal Christi, nailedIn submission to this false idol, seeking deliveranceFrom this spiritual hierarchy, downward spiraling, a corrupt throneOf repression and guilt

    Our will be doneThy kingdom burn

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    On my knees, before this torment flesh, in irreverenceIn communion with this parasitic host of virtuous divinityThis imperious creed bears testament to the failures of our moralityRighteous durance is our cross we bear in stationsIn stations of the lost

    Our will be doneThy kingdom burn - Thy kingdom burnOur will be done

    From your knees ariseBy your own hand, your god you scribeThe earth shall inherit the meekYour god is dead

    Bound down, in god were trussed, foul statureIcon embodied in flesh, we nailIn servitude to deities fashioned in our self imageShadows of eternal strife cast by those who serveServe a crown of pawns

    This mortal coil

    Tearing down the walls

    Breachering frontiers, unlocking the gatesTo a new world disorderA fresh balance of terror, the equilibrium of hate/All flesh entwined, in the equality of pain

    Archaic nescience unleashedEntrenched, a bitter legacyTempered in mental scarsAll flesh entwined, in a mortal equality

    Tangled mortal coil

    Twisted and warpedTangled mortal coil

    Arbeit macht fleisch

    Prognathous gears grindSo diligent and serrated they meshToothed cogs churnSo trenchant, against soft fleshWork to the bone

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    Up to the hilt, depredateRaw materialismTo stroke the furnacesToiling, rottingLife slowly slips away

    Consumed, inhumedIn this mechanize corruption line

    By mincing machinery industrialized pulped and pulverizedEnslaved to the grind

    Blood, sweat, toil, tearsArbeit macht frei/fleisch

    -grave to the grind

    Inimitable gears twistTo churn a living graveStainless cogs shreddingScathing pistons bludgeon and flailStripping to the boneRetund mandrels levigateJust raw materialYour pound of flesh for suzerainToiling, rotting

    Life slowly dissipatesConsumed, inhumeIn a corruption line, mechanizedBy mincing machinery, industrialized crunched and brutalizedA grave to the blind

    Blind Bleeding The Blind

    [Lick trade-off Amott/Steer/Amott/Steer]

    Parched with thirst our cup overflowethWith the crimson milk of human blindnessIn charnel towers of ivory besiegedThe bones of subjugation are picked cleanIn barren decadence, tears are the only affluenceWelling eyes are indifferent, as the blind bleed

    Blood and tear - out damn spot outThe fruits of perpetual decay

    Pouring the salts in open wounds - out damn spot outThe scars remain, will stay perpetual decay

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    Bloody hands never wash cleanAbject misery to bleedDecadence to feedOut damn spot out

    Parched with thirst how the other half dieVoid of compassion our cup runs dryWith a silver spoon born to dig communal gravesThe only consecration, the economics of painIn barren decadence, tears are the fuel of affluenceWells of blood run diffluent, a bitter harvest to reap...

    [Lead trade-off Amott/Steer/Amott/Steer]

    Doctrinal Expletives

    A play on words, or words on playLast chapter, verse in the final actWords well scripted, each sentence chokingInaudible gag, blanket which suffocatesAs you eat another's wordsMalnourished, you starve

    [Lead - Amott]

    Silence has a definitionVocabulary of muted dictionPrecise thought to miscomprehendAmbiguity in high resolutionArticulate expletive fictionOpen to misinterpretation - so precise(Silence has a definitionA vocabulary of muted diction

    Articulate, expletive)

    Condensed meaning, making no senseOpen mouth the linesIn stressed expression, understand the silenceThe piercing calm, sour music to your earsAs you regurgitate another's wordsIn their shallowness you drown

    [Lead - Amott]

    A play on words, making no sense

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    [Lead - Steer]

    Which makes no senseWhich makes nonsense

    Death Certificate

    A grim myriad, a grey kaleidoscope, sterile, contrastingBorn and die, institutionalised, a bleak epitaph, an apalogue so sad

    Cross indexed, cross dissectedCross referenced, contabescenceCross indexed, cross bisectedCross referenced, certificate of death/certified dead

    Machine coded, reduced to hard memory, in a data baseDigitalised, statistical obituary, your only legacy, your final restingplace

    [1st lead - Steer][2nd lead - Amott]

    Bill Steer: lead guitarKen Owen: drumsJeff Walker: bass and vocalsMichael Amott: lead guitar