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Choice Cuts
Compilation - 17 maggio 2004 - Debaser id 188899

di Carcass

01
Genital Grinder (01:32)
Carcass • Choice Cuts
[Instrumental]
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02
Maggot Colony (01:36)
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Oozing chyme reeks as your duodenum is hacked
Secreting gastric juices, enzymes melt your faecal tract
Torn major arteries, your corpse with blood is drenched
Your mouth is ripped inside-out as your oesophagus is wrenched

Maggots and grubs bore into the mouldy remains
Masticating lymph, caked blood and cankered decay
Maturating brains play host to the grisly fete
Stuffed anal passage, served on a plate

Purulent torso is a perfect maggots meal
Spilt cerebrospinal fluid is sucked up with zeal
Botulism vitiates the emulsifying bile
Liquidized gall bladder, viscid pus smells vile
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03
Exhume to Consume (03:50)
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Grimly I dig up the turfs
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 post-humous joy and elation...
Body snatched, freshly interred
Whatever takes my fancy
To satisfy my gratuitous pica
My culinary necromancy...
Scrutinised then brutalised
My forensic inquisition is fulfiled
My recipe is now your epitaph
Be it fried, boiled or grilled...

I devour the pediculous corpse
Whetting my palate as I exhume
The festering stench of rotting flesh
Makes me drool as I consume...

Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)

Weeping tissue is stripped
Pus dribbles from my lips
Pulverising this pustular chaff
Butchering up morgue's makes me laugh...

Ulcerated flesh I munch
Rotting corpses are my lunch
On bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)
Shrivelled innards I lick
The corpse's head I kick
Crumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)

Rancid flesh, slaughter the dead
Caskets exhumed...
Corpses disinterred, graves disturbed
To consume...

Bereaved relatives are not amused
As on their dear departed I feverishly consume...

Slavering worms, decomposure burns
Corrosion born, as bacteria gnaw

Desecrate...
Precipitate....(from the muddy grave)
Macerate...
Eviscerate...

Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)

Saponified fats, nibbled by rats
freshly exhumed...
Deep down six feet is where I like to eat
Human flesh to consume...
Il tuo voto:
04
Swarming Vulgar Mass of Infected Virulency (03:10)
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Festering scabs, papillae and pores
Hardened carbuncles, spots and cold sores...

Pick at the scab - septic blood starts to weep
Rip at my face - ruptured growths start to seep

Blackhead and boils, pustular cysts
Chapped commodones, perspiring zits...

Pierce the blane - infected tissue starts to bleed
Diseased and plagued - tumours chew and feed...

...On ulcerated flesh...
...On facial mess...
...On blooming sores...
...On blistering warts...

Squeeze out the blood, the pus I extract
A rancid cocktail, steaming and black
Infested skin, bubbles and bursts
Hackne vulgaris, spluttering pus...

...The swarming mass...
...With acid I attack...
...With razors I hack...
...Bubos, bulging and black...

Squeeze out the blood, the pus I extract
A rancid cocktail, steaming and black
Bursting canker, clustered bullae
Pimples and bones eat me alive...

Gnawing, curdling, swarming flesh
Bubbling, seething, disgusting mess
Smarting, abrased purple and raw
Pustular, vulgar pimples and sores...

The juice is squeezed
Sebum bleeds
Lick the pox
Weals and warts...

Festering face
Decrepit and plagued...
Il tuo voto:
05
Tools of the Trade (03:04)
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Steel skin clips,
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.

Bone levers, spikes, malleable scoops,
Plates and chisels, screws and spoons,
Drills, respatories, files and durettes,
Guillotines, gags and compression forceps.

Tools of the trade, ripping the rib-cage,
To remissly lustrate, so pleased to maim.

Retractors, mallets, rugines and benders,
Chisels, rods, sharps and catheters,
Trephines, undines, irons and styrups,
Depressors, tongues, sterile catgut.

Tools of the trade, stainless steel blades,
Painstakingly lathed, we're so pleased to maim.
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06
Corporal Jigsore Quandary (05:48)
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Excised and anatomised
Deviscerated disarray
The torso diverged with pride
Deftly amputated
Evulsed limbs now defunct
The trunk imbrued
Tatty stumps used as lugs
For a chondrin puzzle so quaint
Head and body decollate
A heaving mass so quiescent

Scattered and scrambled
Your teasement grows
A bloody caricature to make whole
A squirming grisly jigsaw
Detrital fragments fit so snug
That missing piece will
Leave you stumped
Totally disassembled
Nicely sliced and diced
A cold mannequin once resembled
Real cranium teaser
Carved from flesh and bone
So mystifying

Battered and diffused
With placating blows
A human jigsaw to make whole
A sequacious pattern
Which once fitted so snug
Joining together each dubious lump
Ravaged disassembly
Neatly cubed and diced
A cold mannequin reassembled
Astute brain teaser
Incorporate flesh and bone
So mortifying

An incessant game
Methodically made
With each cumulative piecing
Of commensated meat

Bi-manual reconstruction
Eldritch problem complete
A convened effigy
A pathological toy
Each chunk rigorously
Inter mortis locking
As you pathogenically rot
Such a perplexing task
To fit the remains in a casket
Uliginous mess so quiescent

-Solos-

An incessant game
Methodically made
With each cumulative piece
Of commensated meat
Il tuo voto:
07
Incarnated Solvent Abuse (05:01)
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"If visible identification
Is not possible, the
Pathologist may be able
To take fingerprints from
The body. If decay has set
in,things become more
complicated..."

Intenacious
Intersecting
Reaving fats from
Corporal griskin
Culled for sodden
Gelatine brayed
Skeletal groats
Triturated
Desinently
Exsiccated
Sere glutenate brewed
For frivolous solvent abuse

Derogate coarse remains
For glue to dry
Despoiled marrow razed

A truculent shamble
So severe

Extravated bone
As adhesive incarnate
A pellucid quietus
Nocuously I create

Corporal glue
Breathe in the fumes
Mucilage vapours
Toxic fumes to savour

-Solo-

Comminuted remains
A gum to dry
A lissom gel so glazed

A truculent shambolic affair

The exsanguine esprit
Shorted as snuff
Rheumic oils forever
Bonded together as gum

Human glue
Choke on the fumes
Noxious vapours
Slaughterous labour

-Solo-
Il tuo voto:
08
Buried Dreams (03:58)
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Welcome, it's a world of hate
Your life of buried dreams
Smothered, by the soils of fate

Welcome, to a world of pain
Bitterness your only wealth
The sands 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

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

(1st lead - Steer)
(2nd lead - Amott)

Welcome to a world of hate

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
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09
No Love Lost (03:22)
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Sensual awakening,
Numbing feeling's dead,
Conception's romanticised,
Synthetized broken heart's to bled,

Without emotion, your heartstring's played,
Strummed and severed to the tune of a tragic serenade,
(A tragic chorus,)
Without emotion, your hearstrings 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.
Il tuo voto:
10
Heartwork (04:33)
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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

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, to paint
Not a pretty picture

A canvas to paint
To degenerate
Dark reflections
Degeneration
A canvas to paint
To denigrate
Dark reflections
Of dark foul

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

-Solo-

A canvas to paint
To degenerate
Dark reflections
Degeneration
A canvas to paint
To denigrate
Dark reflections
Of dark foul

-Solo-

A canvas to paint
To degenerate
Dark reflections
Degeneration
A canvas to paint
To denigrate
Dark reflections
Of dark foul light
Il tuo voto:
11
Keep on Rotting in the Free World (03:40)
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The threads of global fabric are untied
The role of the western free world is in decline
Still free to consume, free to breathe
Free to exist, free to dream, your life of dreams

Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
One day maybe, keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...

Consumer or consumed, your life is cheap
Economic salvation in sweatshops returned from the east
Despair the only quality of strife
A reason for existence if you can afford the price,
If your price is right

Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
One day maybe, keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...

Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
One day maybe, keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...

Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
One day maybe, keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...

Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
One day maybe, keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...

Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
One day maybe, keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...

Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
Keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...
...Rot!!!!!
Il tuo voto:
12
R**k the Vote (03:53)
Carcass • Choice Cuts
R**k The Vote Lyrics

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 your 'x'
It's your only voice
Do as you're told
Stay in line
Don't rock the boat
And buy what you're sold

Believe the lie
The lie that you're told
Doing fine
Just do as you're told

No dissident voices
The faces merge
Are one, absolute
A comfortable, privileged
White over belly
Revolution
No threat, no change
No gain, just pain
The same old scheme
No hope, no choice
No future, no voice
This is no pipe dream
All is not what it seems

Believe the lie
The lie that you're told
Doing fine
Just do as you're told
Believe the lie
The lie that you're told
Doing fine
Just do as you're toldIs this rock'n'roll or a form of state control?

Is this really rock'n'roll?
Or a form of state control?

Believe the lie
The lie that you're told
Doing fine
Just do as you're told

Believe the lie
The lie that you're told
Doing fine
Just do as you're told

Believe the lie
The lie that you're told
Doing fine
Just do as you're told

Is this rock'n'roll or a form of state control?
Il tuo voto:
13
This Is Your Life (04:08)
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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.

Birth, copulation, and death.
Is this your life?
Birth, copulation, and death.
Is this the meaning of life?

Is this the genesis of devolution?
The die is cast.

Birth, copulation, and death.
Is this your life?
Birth, copulation, and death.
Is this the meaning of life?

Birth, copulation, and death.
Is this your life?
Birth, copulation, and death.
Is this the meaning...

Birth, copulation, and death.
Is this your life?
Birth, copulation, and death.
Il tuo voto:
14
Crepitating Bowel Erosion (05:08)
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Wart-encrusted sebaceous growths
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 - take the bite
Urinary swill - take your fill

Squeeze out the pus, perforate the rash
Munch the mouldy scabs, lick the septic gash...
Eroded crispy bowels, corrosive putrid breath
Collapsing, slushy lungs, my diaphragm pickled in meths...

Renal ulcerations, faecal gurgitations
Costive crepitations, complete anal disgorgement...
Disinterring organs, pus, urine and sewage
Thrust into your naval, to soak up ascitic fluids...

An abrasive concoction is formed in my throat
Methylated bile, jaundiced kidneys bloat
Tumorous stomach, coughing up gall
The thorax infected with furuncles and boils...

The sight of by abdomen, shrivelling and gurgling
The reek of my bloody pleura, stagnating and curdling
Cynical and sarcastic, my fetid sense of tumour
Clinical and gastric, I imbibe my own vitreous humour...

Soiled prostatic prolapse
Ruptured hernia rips your groun
Your mouth forced wide open
As you're made to chew on your haemorrhoids...
Gnawing my appendix, enteric organs glistening
Acholial fluids, coagulating and thickening

Weakened, cirrhosised liver, pumping out sludge
Of pediculosal faeces, sanguineous bile and crud...

Avulsion of salted tonsils
Gavaged with a spoon
Your scrotal sac torn open
And stuffed with ano-genital grume...
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15
Slash Dementia (03:23)
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Your jugular arteries ripped
Viscous juices gush and bleed
You're gutted, skinned and mangled
Enteral disorder is freed
Your rib-cage wrenched and torn
Still-pumping heart is crushed and smashed
Your alimentary canal is finely chopped
Lumpen meat is hacked...

...Disembowel, chop and trash...

Veins are stripped and flayed
Of haemorrhage, bile and sweat
Savoured cuts are cured
Bodily parts are wrecked
Bissection of the twitching corpse
Copious blood is drained
Captive-bolt and pole-axe
Shred, trash and maim...

...Dismember, carve and hack...

I rip open pectoral cavities to devour my still-steaming grub
Drinking adeps and effluence, smearing myself in congealing blood
I tear at sauted crackling to guzzle on fetid swag
Butchered remains are carved and collected in a doggy-bag...

I mince up your limbs, off-cuts and cartilege
Stuffing freshly-drawn intestine with grated coronary arteries
I slice from your mutilated trunk runny fats and rind
Skewering eye-orbits, brain, genitals and organs I grind...

Bins od torrid offal where writhing stomachs squirm
Chunks amongst your thighs and rump, crawling with tape-worm
Snapped spinal column is gnawed, curdled trypsin turns into cheese
Your vena cava lashed, on your pericardial sac I feed...

I gourge myself on your loin, erepsin and brine consumed
Blubbering escharic tegument, steaming remains turn into grume...

...Cranial fluids sucked...
...Flooded organs crushed...
You are totally wasted...

Your dissected shell collapses, as I eat congested insides
Desregarded entrails fume and rot, now host to hungry flies...

...Cranial fluids sucked...
...Flooded organs crushed...
You are totally wasted...

...Slow bissection makes me laugh...
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16
Cadaveric Incubator of Endoparasites (03:14)
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The inset of rigor mortis
Ulcerous corruption and decay
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 of dead tissue
Fuels methane gases
A smouldering human compost-heap
Of self-digesting haemorrhage
Emulsifying carnage
Your purpulent torso is mummified
A mortified
Marbled feast for drooling parasites

Your lungs consumed in gore
Slime and worm encrusted
Brittle testes eroded in hot
Corrosive succus
Adhering to the bone
Tissue necrosis a maggot feast
A cadaveric crematorium
Gaseos spumescence leaks...

-Solos-

Your rump sustaining
Hostile organisms
Mould, eggs and larvae
Peptonized spleen
Liver and kidneys
A wasting, degenerate slime
Septicemic mutation
Of rancid meat
And writhing life
Psychedelic
Pustular platter of gunge
Come and take a bite

Dormant fungoid growths
On the smarting human host
Come bathe, cleanse and wash
With livor mortis and dry rot

Lice and ticks

Flesh matted
With hatching spawn
Endo-parasites
Incubate in the warmth
Mortician's implements
To tap and bleed
The swarming insects seed

Lice and ticks
Expel bloody sick

Leathery skin bubbles
As blue-bottles hatch
Maggot infestation turns
The rotting corpse black

Slushy bowels move
As our friends squirm
Flatulent belches-dry
Festered and warm
Il tuo voto:
17
Reek of Putrefaction (03:35)
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Snorting the stench of latent effluvium
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 your nostrils as you irrigate flatus
From the emaciated stiff...

Volatile entrails fume and steam
As they're meticulously hacked during discission
Evaporating sludge and bubbling pus -
A rotten gaseous expiration...

Maturating corpse, the stale smell of decay and rot
A sickening asphyxiation
Gross remains gush, innards turn to sludge
With partial liquefaction...

Smell the rot...
Of the corrupted corpse....
Hallucinogenic trip...

Tissue gases leak - a warm, unpleasant reek
A quite macabre addiction
Deteriorated, bloated corpse - decomposure burning hot
Sniff the smell of carrion...

Inhaling the dank smells
As you gouge out the dripping innards with glee
Succumbling to a translucid state
As you sniff the aroma of necropsy...
Bacterial decomposition
The aroma of fungal/larval infestation
Consuming, ripening slime
As the cadaver is slowly wasting...

Your sore sinews rot, blood curdling coughs
As acrid foetor corrodes your lungs
Body orifices clenched in your teeth
As you frenziedly try to insert the bungs...

Swollen, ripened corpse, the stench of crusting clots
The smell of stale perspiration
Administering watery gore, you're screaming out for more
Addicted to putrefaction....

Snort the corpse...
Get high on the rot...
Orgasmic rush...
Turns your brains to pus...
Il tuo voto:
18
19
Foeticide (02:54)
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Plugged into the socket
Leads attached to twitching skin
Ignite the squirming foetus
To dissolve it from within

The uterus aspirated...foeticide
Suction catheter eradicating...your insides

Foeticides done daily
Frying them inside the womb
Electrocuting embryos
In their sterile tomb

Your cervix an abscess...foeticide
Pumped out by your gynaecologist...your insides

Spasmodic convulsions of pleasure are gained
Pumping the boiling gunge as you languish in pain
Scouring out the womb from the effervescing rot
Scrubbing-brush comes in handy to clean out all the clots

Electrodes buzz with power
Visceral muscle is charred black
Melting bone, frying aqueous humour
A dignified death is what you lack
Il tuo voto:
20
Fermenting Innards (02:56)
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Your pulverized torso languishes in its pool of pus
Minced, cancerous viscera - gore seeps from the guts
My fetid fetish is to excavate the moulding rot
I drool my gastric juices as I chomp on you blood-clots

Fermenting innards, bubbling with rot
Alcoholic pus, dissolves the wooden box

I gouge into the chest's cavity to rip out the intestines
Slivering soft entrails to release the foaming secretions
I suck up the concoction and eat the decay
With cankered disgorgement I excrete my gurgling prey

Bile, chyme and blood in the offal effervesce
I eviscerate the bowels and drink the clotted cess
Il tuo voto:
21
Exhume to Consume (03:58)
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Grimly I dig up the turfs
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 post-humous joy and elation...
Body snatched, freshly interred
Whatever takes my fancy
To satisfy my gratuitous pica
My culinary necromancy...
Scrutinised then brutalised
My forensic inquisition is fulfiled
My recipe is now your epitaph
Be it fried, boiled or grilled...

I devour the pediculous corpse
Whetting my palate as I exhume
The festering stench of rotting flesh
Makes me drool as I consume...

Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)

Weeping tissue is stripped
Pus dribbles from my lips
Pulverising this pustular chaff
Butchering up morgue's makes me laugh...

Ulcerated flesh I munch
Rotting corpses are my lunch
On bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)
Shrivelled innards I lick
The corpse's head I kick
Crumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)

Rancid flesh, slaughter the dead
Caskets exhumed...
Corpses disinterred, graves disturbed
To consume...

Bereaved relatives are not amused
As on their dear departed I feverishly consume...

Slavering worms, decomposure burns
Corrosion born, as bacteria gnaw

Desecrate...
Precipitate....(from the muddy grave)
Macerate...
Eviscerate...

Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)

Saponified fats, nibbled by rats
freshly exhumed...
Deep down six feet is where I like to eat
Human flesh to consume...
Il tuo voto:
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