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.
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