Carcass - Exhume To Consume Lyrics






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)
[Solo: morbid melody for the deceased with salt to taste]

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...





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  1. d.... 7....

    Finally bill is on the mic!

  2. C.... ....

    probably my favorite death metal song of all time. it’s just not the same without Ken playing ahead of the beat, dragging everyone along behind him.

  3. b.... h....

    CARCASS rifa!!!

  4. S.... ....

    That lead sounded so weak compared to the album.

  5. e.... l....

    Yes smell like true Carcass

  6. P.... ....

    Listening through my headphones at max volume. 🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘

  7. D.... I....

    Sem dúvida excelente banda de death metal do mundo

  8. G.... F....

    I first hear this band.....this song in the Grind crusher

  9. T.... L....

    Their guttural voices are not the same like in the 89s and 90s but they still sound great.

  10. A.... T....

    Finally one with an audible Bills voice

    A.... T....

    I was about to say that!

  11. F.... ....

    next album make it old school boys!

  12. F.... M....

    ”Category: Gaming”

  13. S.... S....

    Shoutout to the sound engineer!

  14. M.... ....

    After all these years Carcass still kick ass live! I saw them with Napalm Death - huge respect to both great bands!

  15. L.... W....

    I’ve always wondered; Bill’s vocals are pitch shifted right?

    L.... W....

    No they weren't pitch shifted. Only the barking, and inhuman groans were. Not during the actual lyric delivery.

  16. s.... s....

    Gods of grind

  17. J.... T....

    2019sysgrlnsdsyscoresysrotsnsrollforssvresyslconsfvturesystovrsys

  18. p.... c....

    PUTRID REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK

  19. J.... T....

    Gvltarlstvoxdavemvstalnelknowsysltsbillsteepjvstsasgoosdsysforssvresyscarcassgronsdsyscorerotsnsrolllcons1993

  20. A.... R....

    Damn I still love this song from first time in Grind crusher Compilations ..

    A.... R....

    Still have it!

  21. H.... E....

    Las vocales de Bill Steer siguen sonando igual de potente que antes

  22. g.... d....

    Ese bill es un loquillo.

  23. C.... N....

    Damn after all these years Bill's voice still sounds same!

  24. s.... ....

    After all these years still tight as fuck and still true to the original sound

  25. K.... E....

    It' that Bill Steer

    K.... E....

    Kartoen Ervat Babakan Asih yes, well at least the growling guitarist

  26. M.... L....

    This Soundtrack Song for fakker my wiffe

  27. Y.... G....

    My favorite song during the Carcass song

  28. J.... M....

    shlescarcass2018ns2019tovrsysalsbvmstheyssaysallsreadsysgrlnsdsyscorertsnsrolllnstosthesnewsdecadsysforssvresys

  29. J.... N....

    Bill Steer!!!! What a vocal!!!

    J.... N....

    tremendouuuuus!!!!

  30. D.... K....

    Fuck yeahhh.... best track from Carcass, also Reek of Putrefaction!!!

  31. b.... ....

    Epic!!!

  32. G.... G....

    where was this?

    G.... G....

    tom arnold my apartment

  33. L.... A....

    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)
    [Solo: morbid melody for the deceased with salt to taste]

    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...

    L.... A....

    hello... somebody knows how to copy and paste

  34. R.... ....

    this makes me happy as f*ck!

  35. h.... ....

    Whoever was working lighting at this show is a dumbass! Too fucking dark

  36. M.... R....

    aaahhh fucking nice.... Bill Steers vocals makes me hard every time :)

    M.... R....

    It's like a little orgasm every time :)

    M.... R....

    me too!! hahahahaha
    Bill is a awesome singer