Carcass - Embodiment

Bow down, your precious icon
Deity of self suppression
This effigy of flesh
Corporeal christi, nailed
In submission
To this false idol
Seeking deliverance
From this spiritual hierarchy
Downward spiralling
A corrupt throne
Of repression and guilt

Our will be done
Thy kingdom burn

On my knees
Before this tormented flesh
In irreverence
In communion with
This parasitic host
Of virtuous divinity
This imperious creed bears
Testament to the
Failures of our morality
Righteous durance
Is our cross we
Bear in stations
In stations of the lost

Our will be done
Thy kingdom burn
Thy kingdom burn
Our will be done

From your knees arise
By your own hand
Your god you scribe
The earth shall
Inherit the meek
Your god is dead

Bound down
In god we're trussed
Foul stature
Icons embodied in flesh
We nail
In servitude to deities
Fashioned in our self image
Shadows of eternal strife
Cast by those who serve
A crown of pawns

Our will be done
Thy kingdom burn
Thy kingdom burn
Our will be done

From your knees arise
By your own hand
Your god you scribe
The earth shall
Inherit the meek
Your god is dead