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Consume The Forsaken
Christ, the time has come for your ending.
Do not look at us for mercy
For you are the one who should not be pitied.
Your ignorant teachings disgust me
And the stench of your sermons still reeks
from your pores
I despise you, yet I once envied you.
Your god given right, abused and mistreated
As though it were a gift for any simple man
When its power could reshape the face of
creation
And exalt a new race of life free from
imperfection.
This existence was a mistake.
And in the middle of the holocaust
You committed a rebellion in direct treason.
For your existence is worthless
And to correct the aberrations you've made
Your subsistence will be shunned
Into the furthest reaches of infinite
darkness
Where you will await your final conclusion.
The one you call father will be there
To abolish the remnants of your soul.
Christ, the time has come for your ending.
Do not look at us for mercy
For you are the one who should not be pitied.
Thrown onto the altar of sanctified
dissolution.
Christ pleads for his life.
Showing no levity
The Apostles violently tear at his living
flesh.
The feast is an orgy of sacred dismemberment.
The faint screams now fade
As the life slips from his body.
Still ripping and devouring the flesh left on
the corpse
Judas stands back and admires the beautiful
orchestration
With a sickening grin as the life seeps into
his mind.
"It has been done Lord, Christ is no more."
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Affichage : 106857
Durée : 183 s |
| dc Talk - Consume Me |
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The Lyrics
[Oh, shah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah
dah]
[Nah nah, nah, nah nah, nah]
[Shah dah dop dop dop dee dah]
[Nah nah, nah, nah nah, nah]
Lovely traces
I can sense You in everything
The way that You move me
Takes me far away
I seek no escape
I'm dreaming through Your eyes
I am wandering through Your mind
I'm overtaken by the way that You deliver me
I'm transcended
There's no place I'd rather be
Than here in Heaven
Without You I'm incomplete
It's hopeless
(chorus)
You consume me, You consume me
Like a burning flame running through my veins
You consume me moving through me
Anytime, anyplace You invade my space
You consume me, You consume me
Wholly devoted
I immerse myself in You
Baptize me in Your love
Cause drowning in the thought of You
Floods my soul
I'm taken by the things You do
God, You know
It doesn't matter what I lose
I'm Yours
(repeat chorus)
(bridge) I am in Your hands
Under Your command
Like a puppet on a string
[Lord you know]
I am willing to
Put my faith in You
So before the world I sing
[Consume me]
You consume me, You consume me
Burning flame, through my veins
You consume me moving through me
Anytime, anyplace You invade my space
You consume me [oh, you know that I
surrender]
I am consumed, I'm consumed with You
There's no other way I can fly
It's You and I, You and I
There's no other way I can fly
It's You and I, You and I
Info:
Song - Consume Me
Album - Supernatural
Year - 1998
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Affichage : 9096
Durée : 291 s |
| Carcass - Exhume to Consume |
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From the 1989 album "Symphonies of Sickness"
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 posthumous joy and elation...
Body snatched, freshly interred
Whatever takes my fancy
To satisfy my gratuitous pica
My culinary necromancy...
Scrutinised then brutalized
My forensic inquisition is fulfilled
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 morgues 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 disenterred, 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...
Precipiate...(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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Affichage : 3803
Durée : 229 s |
| Consume! 1 of 2 |
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This video on consumption and
underconsumption theory is part of a larger,
ongoing set of videos about the nature of
economic crisis in a capitalist society.
The full text can be read at:
kapitalism101.wordpress.com/consume
short bibliography:
"An Introduction to the History of Crisis
Theory" Anwar Shaikh. U.S. Capitalism in
Crisis U.R.P.E. New York.1978 (this essay can
be found online.)
Class, Crisis and the State by Erik Olin
Wright. New Left Books. London 1978
Limits to Capital, by David Harvey- the
section on "effective demand". Verso. 1982
Marxist Economic Theory by Ernest Mandel
Tags : capitalism crisis depression falling rate of profit labor Marx marxism money overaccumulation recession underconsumption value market |
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Affichage : 1020
Durée : 599 s |
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