Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Carnal Epitaph, artist - Exhumed. Album song Slaughtercult, in the genre Date of issue: 14.08.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Relapse
Song language: English
Carnal Epitaph |
| I scrawled an ode to this mortal coil |
| In scarlet upon your back |
| I gnarled in code with dreadful toil |
| A parting verse so black… |
| Ivory skin streched out before me |
| In frozen fields of pallid grace |
| Livid eyes rolled back and silently implored me |
| From out of your jaundiced face |
| Carving in crimson with scalpel and rasp |
| Sculpturing your flesh into your epitaph |
| Your corpse tells its tale in blood, pus and grume |
| Spilling out secrets you should take to your tomb |
| A carnal epitaph perhaps best left unheard |
| The time has come to mince more than words |
| Parting words don’t often cut this deep |
| Engraved on your back, the secrets we’ll keep |
| Though you’ll never read these empty words |
| Upon the slab you lie so still |
| They don’t cut as deep as you deserve |
| Poetic licence to hack, maim, and kill… |
| The porcelain flesh that enshrouds you remains |
| Were both my parchment and my muse |
| Now incarnadined hand I penned these lines |
| As best I could well manage |
| I cruelly carved out these designs |
| What words are worth in tissue damage… |
| Carving in crimson with scalpel and rasp |
| Sculpturing your flesh into your epitaph |
| Your corpse tells its tale in blood, pus and grume |
| Spilling out secrets you should take to your tomb |
| A carnal epitaph perhaps best left unheard |
| The time has come to mince more than words |
| Parting words don’t often cut this deep |
| Engraved on your back, the secrets we’ll keep… |