Dance Of Ixtab (Psychopomp & Circumstance March No. 1)

de Carcass

Vaudeville terrors, gibbet giggles
You’re black comedy
Unprescribed toxic medicine
Hail the exiled remedy
You swallowed, there’s no antidote
Do not, induce vomiting please
To hell with the clean wound dressing
I only, I only want to see you bleed!

So! Watch them choke!
Give them enough rope!
Crucifix climb the sebaceous slimy gallows pole
So! Watch them choke!
Give them enough rope!
It rots on from the gaseous grimy gallows scaffold

Toil!

Garrote sublaxate the ligature
It’s your muse, bereave all about it
You’re just kitch, you’re some “miss” for you
Maimed for measure, the top length, studiously calculates-
You’re coiled, once, twice, thirteen times, the hang knot lady!

Come swinging, from the singing, wringing, hanging tree
Trapezing, deathcay
For Tangler, ratted cloth beam
A chop, dragon, twist monkey’s curling maypole
Pole dance disgracefully
My little dark Dixie!

Rose!

You’re falling, and failing, to see the funny side
It’s a slippery slope, down the pole
To homicide!
Escape the immaculate
You’re so jugular, vain
Twisted hues of black and blue
To the punchline, I'm gonna beat you!

So! Watch them choke!
Give them enough rope!
Crucifix climb the sebaceous slimy gallows pole
So! Watch them choke!
Give them enough rope!
It looks on from the gaseous, grimy-
Crucifix climb the sebaceous, slimy scaffold!

Toil!

Rusted barbed wire
A butterfly, rockstar, explosion
Swinging through the air to die
Drama queen angel
Death lay, spin and climb
Tree stand, planche
Finish, stoning the old man!

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