CARCERI LYRICS
album: "The Good Must Suffer The Wicked" (2011)
1. Beneath Me2. Old & Withered
3. Mea Culpa, Or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Jesus
4. Bloodstorm
5. Dominance
6. The Good Must Suffer The Wicked
7. Septum Defect
8. The Great Black Hunter
1. Beneath Me
I am twice your age, but you don’t want to see
Height of naivety, as only real young girls can be
Kiss kiss I love you, no I love you more
Begging, pleading me to stop pushing on your gasping throat
A blossoming youthfulness is so arousing to me
You’re so easy to break
Don’t you realize that I won’t stop?
A nose is easy to break
You fulfil my wildest dreams
Now I finally understand the real pride of ownership
I control you from the mouth down
Get on your hands and feet for me
Urinating on the floor and barking like a little dog
I control you from the mouth down
Give me your anus
Feed from my penis
Cute little sobs for help make everything complete
Lesson for today, a lizard has no empathy
Damsel in distress, you certainly fit the part
For you it’s good to know that life sometimes can be,
To cruel, to hard
Pushing though your psyche
Your mother would be so proud
You’re truly beneath me
Ravaging your psyche
Faecal froth foams from the mouth
I want you to swallow my pee
Cry for me delicately
Looking up inside of me
Mana from my colon
Nauseating romance
Eating chunks from me
Butterfly, you’ve become, crawling from your pupa
Not just the girl next door
Now so much more then you were before
A new white human toilet
Come lick my anus
Beg me, Beg me, Beg for me
2. Old & Withered
He lies in forgetfulness
The skin old and withered
Recline in uneventfulness
The end is a mockery
Keep reminiscing of chances that passed by
With admirable sternness the body will not die
The allure of heaven was never meant for him
Don’t falter, keep your honour
He will never give in
He lies in wickedness
His life ends in torture
Dementia and solitude
Sedate the mind for his own good
Imprisoned in dysfunction
Can’t escape the horror
Limping on on borrowed time
Enduring the slow decline
Old hatreds for all these years stay strong
You can’t deny the grave’s where you belong
A false internment
The closests have long gone
Die alone
You brought this upon yourself
Yourself
A failed experiment that no one could predict
Failure to procreate is probably for the best
So unsure where we must bury
We’ll see if nature wants him back
The allure of heaven
Was never meant for him
Don’t falter keep your honour
He will never give in
He lies in wickedness
His life ends in torture
Dementia and solitude
Sedate the mind for his own good
Imprisoned in dysfunction
Can’t escape the horror
Limping on, on borrowed time
Enjoy your slow decline
3. Mea Culpa, Or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Jesus
Transformed into this new persona of elemental energy
In full coronal glory I reawake
They are the antichrist
Their evil proliferates
Hera my plea
Lowering the discourse
Is done with gleeful tenacity
Cultural violence I decree
Of all boons
To know where you belong is a precious gift
I lay down all independence
Willingfull
Enslavement through ascendance
Exchange my principles
Safety in arrogance
Wrath of the deity
I serve the lord
Look at what you all have become
Shallow versions of what we could’ve been
Solitary defiance
I need a sense of guidance
From the lighted path of normalcy
Forget what we once were
Strong in spirit and mind
Spit on the graves of the elders
Heathen
During the depth of my weakness
I was granted a holy sign
A death to their culture
Kill all the sodomites
And the bloody handed kikes
Burn the muslim for his creed
Punish you for your
Punish your vagina
Punishing inferiority
For the vanity of an ancient king
Thank me for my deed and forget its manner
During the night I have lain next to him
And tasted of his broken body
I must thank you for your humanity
Even though we both have none
4. Bloodstorm
Your life is nothing
You hang on the edge and you cling to existence
Your veins run dry
You must be honest with yourself
The metal connects with pink soft flesh
As you neck snaps Yahweh decides to test you
Suffering starts the questioning of faith
Was it all a waste, precious time now thrown away
Crimson haze, your wife’s artistic spray
Quite decorative, the slight nuances of brain
A life is nothing
The body is easily broken to pieces
Lord tell me why
No blood no life that’s certain
All alone in a meditative state
Rising uncertainty, there’s no answer when you pray
A loving god would disallow this much pain
A prankster god has ways to make it worse
A devotee but your ending’s the same
Don’t you know burning ants is just a game?
The quiet, realise
Your child is dead
You wear the grey face of death
As they fight to extend you mortal life
The only life you’ll ever have
Bloodstorm
Fade away, leave behind the material plane
From above you look down, see the bloodstains on the ground
No control of your flesh, all fluids want to leave
Vomiting as you grieve
Bloodstorm
Feeding the graves
The end of deception will take you away
Please do drown
You never appreciated your own fragility
No time for regrets
You wear the grey face of death
Slouch in your ooze, honour the dead
In your self-made sordid little
Grief hole of vomit and piss
The afterlife comes down to this
Who would have thought
You’d weigh your seconds in gold
The gripping cold finally numbs all your pain
No tunnel of light
Turns out we end up the same
Now who’s insane?
Now who’s insane?
All alone in a meditative state
Rising uncertainty, there’s no answer when you pray
A loving god would disallow this much pain
A prankster god has ways to make it worse
A devotee but your ending’s the same
Don’t you know burning ants is just a game?
5. Dominance
At the next dawn
Search the skies
For the ascent
Of a new morning star
The seventh circle beckons me
As an advertiser they daily weaken me
Comfort in my contempt
Stabbed from within my mind
Simply cannot defend
Disparity and misery
What I do
It is not the good I want to do
It is pure evil
My thought crimes are my mortal sin
Every day
Feed the urge to kill
The second coming is ushered in
By seven thunders who cry aloud
Descend upon the ring of nine
Spirit made flesh
All hail the new prince of this world
You finally gave me reason
Freed me from all my needs
Child of disobedience
Dominate the weak
Beyond good and evil
Catering to all their needs
See them wallowing in their own filth
I am proposing a final solution
There is but one conclusion
You finally gave me reason
Freed me from all my needs
Child of disobedience
Dominate the weak
I must stop the wasting disease
Overflowing narcissism and greed
Bring this world upon its knees
Übermensch, Destruction
They’re as ape likens man
I must accept that which I am
The opposer at the dusk of man
You finally gave me reason
Freed me from all my needs
Child of disobedience
Dominate the weak
6. The Good Must Suffer The Wicked
I have chosen the end of this
To finally let go
You conspire against me
The most unlikely enemy
I must leave
Can’t go on
This disease must end here
Both despairing in solitude
Till the daylight comes anew
Only I can see there is a
Pretty face under that bruise
Tense a bit when we kiss
Counterfeit apologies
You think that you can fight back
Give me reason
We’re confined in a life of rejection
Smothering each other with silent rage
Please give me a shot of redemption
It is time to put your dog to sleep
It is hard to accept that
Good things come to an end
Liberate me through sexual release
Not able to conceive
Explain why you would grieve
Ejaculation of the tainted seed
We’re conjoined in a spiral of loss
Condemned to each other
Condemned to ourselves
How can it be you still believe?
You stand in front of my implosion
Tell me why
I slowly burn with a hatred for all of your efforts
Pour ethanol on the fire
The more that you try to hold on
The more that I have to break you
Extirpate the cancerous growth
I know it wants to kill you too
Gurgles of a final breath
Colours fade into blue
Your eyes slowly die, die
We did expect a violent ending
It has been said ‘The good must suffer the wicked’
7. Septum Defect
As one whisky fades into the next
Doubt becomes paranoia and antagonism turns into hate
Look into the mirror
Is this a man before my eyes?
Stare through the dilation
And see black radiates nothing back
I can’t stop me from bleeding my life
Grab hold of a sense of myself
Coca eradication is a controversial stratagem
Scream bloody murder of a precious soul
Try to change me
All efforts have failed
A cyclic encounter with the best and the worst
All these years, building tension
Something has to give
A burn is painful
It’s the greatest pain you’ll ever feel
Gasoline ensures a transformation of slow melting
That’s most resplendent in vivifying flames
I know it reeks of arrogance
But that does not make it any less true
That I just feel life so much more than you
Bolivian marching powder
Overdose myself on reality
My own white trash hell
Feverish colony where diseased thoughts thrive
I am the enemy
Digging my own grave
Keep burning
The good book says return to ash
Keep burning
Burn this beast of burden down
Congenital failure
From slime we’re all conceived
Honour your parents
Shit in the womb and feel relieved
A hole in the heart
So deep it can never be filled
In nothingness we are as one
8. The Great Black Hunter
From the shadows I watch
Like a thief in the night
My prey has just arrived
Followed by his lackeys
Lapdogs each and everyone
Weakness exudes from you
Your bland nonexistence
Lacks any savour
Arrogant egotist, must correct a simple slight
How your genes have survived
To me’s mind numbing
Please continue the motions of
A ritualised posturing
I don’t exhibit fear but a burning hunger
Please do believe, we share a common goal
To fulfil our need of senseless suffering
It’s so disappointing if you now decide
To decline my offer of masticated destruction
Go run and hide
In our erotic embrace
I crave that briny taste
Let me softly lick your face
Can you feel me growing hard against you?
Anticipate your body’s subjugation in our meat orgy
Accept your mate
I cannot help these things I do
They’re forced upon me everyday
The lamentation of your women
By right of conquest they belong to me
Spreading the word of empty idolatry
A vile act of rape on my person it’s surely
The hunter is hunted, consume the consumer
The meat
I need to eat you
You spread your filth across the earth
You are vermin, not meant to be
Give back to the earth
Begin it anew
Consuming my way through all of creation
Fertilise the soil through swift bowel movement
Spawn new life, become immortal
Rogier van Kleef ‒ Bass
Josha Nuis ‒ Drums
Ivar Useinov ‒ Guitars
Cees de Vlieger ‒ Vocals
Vincent de Corte ‒ Guitars
Thanks to info for sending these lyrics.
Josha Nuis ‒ Drums
Ivar Useinov ‒ Guitars
Cees de Vlieger ‒ Vocals
Vincent de Corte ‒ Guitars
Thanks to info for sending these lyrics.
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