Corpsecycle

Living dead of London town

Flesh vessels underground

Mourning suits, burial gowns

Nine to fives doleful sound

Pallid faces office bound

Mortuary all year round

Corpsecycle is life's circle

Life's circle is corpsecycle

Life is passing away

Society eats your mind away

Walking corpses, vacant slaves

Banking rottenness, decay

Saving cash for early graves

Utopia is coffin shaped

Wealth hungry drugged rats chase

Empty dreams of a better place

Corpsecycle is life's circle

Life's circle is corpsecycle

Life is passing away

Society eats your mind away

Truths fading farther day by day

To material enslave

Die with the world as you awake

In the rat race you rotate

Degenerations zombified

Oblivious in the tombstone line

Corpses ******* their way through time

Corpsecycle is life's circle

Life's circle is corpsecycle

Life is passing away

Society eats your mind away

Life has passed you away

Flesh turned to gray

Society ate your mind away