CARCASS WAKE UP AND SMELL THE... CARCASS EDGE OF DARKNESS A rising, bleak dawn A permanent sunset On the human condition A boot perpetually treads Illumination snuffed Fowards on time will march Holding as a mirror Condemning to repeat the past Endtime The realms of a setting sun Twilight A new age has begun Decline Decension to a new dark age Blank time An old world not quite so brave Right on the edge, Of a new dark age, Back on the edge, We stand...on the edge of darkness A fading dusk Empty, blanketing shade A dying sun Only blackness radiates An aeon ends A millenium overturned Time lies in embers As barren horizons burn End time The realms of a setting sun Twilight A new age has begun Decline Decension to a new dark age Blank time An old world not quite so brave Right on the edge, Of a new dark age, Back on the edge, We stand...on the edge of darkness (solos) Endtime The realms of a setting sun Twilight A new age has begun Decline Decension to a new dark age Blank time An old world not quite so brave Right on the edge, Of a new dark age, Back on the edge... (solo) Right on the edge, Of a new dark age, Back on the edge... EMOTIONAL FLATLINE An emotional void, a cold empty shell Embittered husk, a heart of darkness Trace weak pulse, vascular eclipse Numbed and sapped, emotional paralysis Flatline, grievious bodily heart Flatlined, sensitivity bypassed No tears to cry Stone cold emotional flatline Emotional flatline No tears to cry With indifference touched of emotion drained Cold bloody minded, caressing disdain Pulsating life, only rhythmic dead beats Terminal cardiac ridden with disease Flatline...no tears to cry The hard line...stone cold emotionless flatline No time to cry Stone cold emotional flatline (solo) Emotional flatline No time to cry No tears to cry EVER INCREASING CIRCLES 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 it stop, nobody knows The same old chords, the same old words It all sounds familiar, all starts to sound the same Turn on, tune in, drop out, Out of tune, dropped in, turned off Who calls the tune? Round and round we go, Ever get the feeling you've heard this before? Same old melody, rejuvenated, Recycled again and again Round and round, we go, Never able to stem the flow Same old notes, going round in cycles Over and over again, and over again... Turn on, tune in, drop out, Out of tune, dropped in, turned off Who calls the tune? Who plays the fool? As the circles ever increase (solos) Round and round we go, Like a merry-go-round out of control The same old tune, the same old song, Again, again, and again Round and round we go, Ever get the feeling you've heard this before? Same old melody, rejuvenated, Recycled again and again, again and again... Turn on, tune in, drop out, Out of tune, dropped in, turned off Turn on, tune in, drop out, Out of tune, dropped in, turned off Who calls the tune? Who plays the fool? Who calls the tune? As the circles ever increase BLOOD SPATTERED BANNER Your blood flies in the wind, It's old and worn and has no glory Hand on heart allegiance pledged Patriot, hatred instilled Ignorant, white trash stand proud With bigotry endowed These colours don't run These colours well worn These colours don't run But put to the torch they'll sure as hell... Burn like your passion, The passion of the damned Can you still hear Dixie? Ignorance is your strength A raped stolen land stands so proud Can you still hear Dixie scream out loud? These colours don't run These colours are well worn These colours don't run But put to the torch they'll sure as hell... Burn... Burn... Burn... Burn... Your blood flies in the wind Aged, ragged it's a sorry story, Blood-spattered banner unfurled A nation, hatred instilled, With slavery stained, Your dream of shame These colours don't run These colours are well worn These colours don't run But put to the torch they'll sure as hell.... These colours don't run These colours are well worn Your colours don't run But put to the torch - I'll tread on you !!! (solos) These colours don't run These colours are well worn These colours don't run But put to the torch they'll sure as hell... Burn... Burn... Burn... Burn... Want to see your flag up in flames Burn... Burn... Burn... Burn... I'll tread on you. I TOLD YOU SO (CORPORATE ROCK REALLY DOES SUCK) Please tell me how to think Please tell me what to say Please tell me what to do Please tell me how I should behave Please tell me what to sing Please tell me what to play Please tell me how to act Please tell me the rules of your game Please tell me who I should be Please tell me what to do Please tell me how to please I really want to be like you Really done it now, sold out But to who, what, when, where and how, Yeah, really done it now, sold out, I've taken my cut And corporate rock really sucks Don't try and tell me how to think Don't tell me what to say Don't tell me what to do Don't try and tell me how to behave Don't tell me how to sing Don't tell me how I should play Don't tell me how to act I don't want to play to your game Don't tell me who I should be Don't tell me what to do Its myself I'm trying to please, Don't anyone, least of all, you. Really done it now, sold out But to who, what, when, where and how Yeah, really done it now, sold out I've taken my cut (solo) Yeah, really done it now, sold out But to who, what, when, where and how, Yeah, really done it now, sold out I've taken my cut Yeah, really done it now, sold out, But to who, what, when, where and how, Yeah, really done it now, sold out I've taken my cut And corporate rock really does suck EDGE OF DARKNESS (Radio 1 version) 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 past Endtime The realms of a setting sun Twilight A new age has begun Decline Decension to a new dark age End time An old world not quite so brave Right on the edge, Of a new dark age, Right on the edge, ...on the edge of darkness A fading dusk Empty, blanketing shade A dying sun Only darkness radiates An aeon ends, A millenium overturned, Time lies in embers, As barren horizons burn End time The realms of a setting sun Twilight A new age has begun Decline Decension to a new dark age End time An old world not quite so brave Right on the edge, Of a new dark age, Right on the edge, ...on the edge of darkness (solos) Endtime The realms of a setting sun Twilight A new age has begun Decline Decension to a new dark age End time An old world not quite so brave Back on the edge, Of a new dark age, Back on the edge... (solo) Back on the edge, Of a new dark age, Right on the edge. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Main Page (The Loophole)] [Carcass Lyrics Dictionary] [Unofficial Meathook Seed Webpage] [e-mail me] --------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Image]