Carcass Heartwork - Buried dreams 3:47 - Carnal forge 3:45 - No love lost 3:13 - Heartwork 4:20 - Embodiment 5:21 - This mortal coil 3:40 - Arbeit macht fleisch 4:11 - Bund bleeding the bund 4:44 - Doctrinal expletives 3:29 - Death certificate 3:28 BURIED DREAMS Welcome, to a world of hate A life of buried dreams Smothered, by the soils of fate Welcome, to a world of pain Bitterness your only wealth The sand 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 In futility, for self preservation We all need someone -Someone to hate CARNAL FORGE 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... NO LOVE LOST Sensual awakening Numbing feeling's dead Conception's romanticised Synthesized broken heart's to bled Without emotion you heartstring's played Strummed and severed to the tune of a tragic serenade (A tragic chorus) Without emotion, your heartstrings 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 HEARTWORK 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, going to paints to pain - not a pretty picture 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 EMBODIMENT I 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 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 Serve a crown of pawns THIS 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 All flesh entwined, in the equality of pain 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 ARBEIT MACHT FLEISCH 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, toil, tears Arbeit macht frei Blood, sweat, toil, tears Arbeit macht 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 BLIND BLEEDING THE BLIND 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 salts 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... DOCTRINAL EXPLETIVES 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 Silence has a definition 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 A play on words, making no sense Which makes no sense Which makes nonsense DEATH CERTIFICATE A grim myriad, a grey kaleidoscope, sterile, contrasting Born and die, institutionalised, a bleak epitaph, an apalogue so sad Cross indexed, cross dissected Cross referenced, contabescence Cross indexed, cross bisected Cross referenced, certificate of death/certified dead Machine coded, reduced to hard memory, in a data baseDigitali- sed, statistical obituary, your only legacy, your final resting place all lyrics by Jeff Walker