Songs of the CARCASS

Vomited Anal Tract – Carcass

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Rectal extroversion… Your vagus implodes, as nausea strikes Savaging your body in terminal retch Violent spasms and decaying enzymes Engulf your throat as you belch Intestinal disturbance, your ileum

Cross My Heart – Carcass

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Yeah, Cross My Heart And Hope To Die, It Will Only End In Tears, Eye For An Eye, For An Eye, If Beauty Is Only Skin Deep, Then Thankfully

Embryonic Necropsy And Devourment – Carcass

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…Abortive secretions..embryonic fermentation… Your crotch spawning afterbirth A congealing sprog basted in cess Palpitations spew a foetus Sprawling in this mess… Flowing lochial discharge Of copious womb lining torn

This Is Your Life – Carcass

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The spirit distilled, the soul is bought. The D. N. A. split, the virus is caught. The germination of reproduction, Complex patterns of genetic devolution. The die is cast.

Heartwork – Carcass

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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

Cadaveric Incubator Of Endo-parasites – Carcass

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Saponified fats lather as soap as you slowly eat yourself away… Organs savaged by rotten enzymes, rennin and rancorous cysts A festering abcess immersed in ravenous autolysis… Breaking down

Empathological Necroticism – Carcass

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Severe mutilation is all that remains Stagnation in shrink-wrap Empty the contents onto the mortuary slab… The morbid, muted body Is dissected, lacerated and shred- Life is hard as

Crepitating Bowel Erosion – Carcass

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Wart-encrusted sebaceous growth Pustulating, bleeding piles are what I boast Scabby and blistered pectoral skin flakes away As my crushed bowels evacuate much to my dismay… Faecal tripe –

Ever Increasing Circles – Carcass

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Round and round we go, Like a merry-go-round out of control The same old tune, same old song Again, again, and again Round and round we go, When will

Arbeit Macht Fleisch – Carcass

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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

Carnal Forge – Carcass

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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

Tools Of The Trade – Carcass

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Forceps, grooved awl, retractors, needles Gouges and saws, Intestinal clamps, blunt dissectors, Scalpels, pins, toothed directors. Tools of the trade, forceps and blades Skillfully lathed, for us to maim

Edge Of Darkness (Radio 1 Version) – Carcass

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A rising, bleak dawn A blackened sunset, On the human condition A boot perpetually treads. Illumination snuffed A long shadow cast Time is a mirror Condemning to repeat the

Oxidised Razor Masticator – Carcass

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Tattered bloody ribbons, incisored skin is shred Scraping on sore teeth, cracking and chipping Shredding and mincing raw nerve endings Salivating – sanguis, phlegm, froth and foam Masticating –

Exhume To Consume – Carcass

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To remove the corrupted stiffs Trying to contain my excitement As I desecrate graveolent crypts… Fingers claw at coffin lids Eager festal exhumation Hugging your wry, festered remains With

Generation Hexed – Carcass

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Lost Forever, A Whole Generation Of Pathetic Lost Souls, With No Meaning No Depth, They’re Already Dead, Before It Gets Old, Anonymous, Blank, No Individuality, Uniformed, A Wholesale, Blanket

Rot ‘N’ Roll – Carcass

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Can you smell the rot? As opportunity knocks. The foul stench of success. This carcass in decay, Well past it’s sell-by date. This time the fall comes before the

Ruptured In Purulence – Carcass

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Vitriolic juices burn through the stomach wall Bursting carcinosis as chylase melts your guts Crepitating neoplasm erupts with gore… Maturating bils, the canker emmenagogic Grume decays to a frothing

Embodiment – Carcass

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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

Don’t Believe A Word – Carcass

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You Should Never Take Too Literally What You Read, Misinformation, Distortion, Make Belief, Fabrications, Half Truths Implied, Misquotations, Out Of Context And Lies, “I Promise To Tell The Truth,

Black Star – Carcass

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Black Star, Jewel Of The Night, Black Star, Burning Bright, Magnificent Sun, A Beacon Burning, Five Pointed Coal, A Guide Eternal, Black Star, Five Pointed Coal, Black Star, The

Reek Of Putrefaction – Carcass

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And maturing damp fumes This foul menage forces tears to your eyes As the corpse’s gas are exhumed… Intoxicated by foul body odours And the nauseating tepid whiff Pinching

R**K The Vote – Carcass

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Hands In Another’s Pocket, The Bed They Make, Is Not The One In Which They Lie, The Same Old Faces, The Same Old Establishment, The Same Old Lies, Cross