Carcass - Heartwork

Artist: Carcass
Release: Heartwork


1. 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

2. 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

Desensitised to perspicuous horror
Dehumanised fresh cannon fodder

Meritorious horror
Perspicuous onslaught
Dehumanised cannon fodder

Killing sanitised
Slaughter sanctified
Desensitised 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

Desensitised to pragmatic murder
Dehumanised into cannon fodder

3. No Love Lost

Sensual awakening
Numbing feeling’s dead
Conception’s romanticised
Synthesised broken heart’s to bled

Without emotion you heartstring’s played
Strummed and severed to the tune of a tragic serenade

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

4. 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, sensory corruption
Perceptions, shattered, splintered, mirroring
In deft taints, diluted, tinted, spelt out in impaired colour
Denigrating, going to paint 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

5. Embodiment

I bow down to 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

6. 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

7. 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 mechanised corruption line
By mincing machinery industrialised
Pulped and pulverised
Enslaved to the grind

Blood, sweat, toil, 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, mechanised
By mincing machinery, industrialised
Crunched and brutalised
A grave to the blind

8. 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 tears
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

9. 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

10. Death Certificate

A grim myriad, a grey kaleidoscope, sterile, contrasting
Born and die, institutionalised, a bleak epitaph, an apologue 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 database
Digitalised, statistical obituary, your only legacy, your final resting place