Meat Parade, by The Projectionist

Meat Parade

by The Projectionist

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1.	Vultures 03:28	lyrics
A casket lined with manuscript Our art is dead Words used so casually Become the casualty And if this wasn’t already a cliche Autopilot is engaged We must write something really very brutal Yeah, it’s all the rage What makes you think I’m deaf? To read the words you scream to me Erases any conviction When Daddy says you’ve got a record deal Your words are all contradictions Your images you use are regurgitated Like a vulture feeding it's young From the carcass of a dead horse That you’ve all been flogging too long Fuck your attempts to be clever and poetic The Cheeky Girls do it better than you Put down your tools and choose your weapon This is lyrical armageddon
2.	The Embrace 03:24	lyrics
It's a shallow resolve That creates only nothing In the place Where you once stood The embrace of that cord Isn't as warm as these arms I can promise you That it won't save you from harm How can you still stand with such pride As though you can take it all in your stride Don't try to fall from the ceiling Your neck won't hold you alone I promised that I'd do all I could for you But when it all went wrong you never understood Now I am only one man, and I can live for myself But to you life is a commodity for which the trade off is death And you relied on us to make it worth while While our worth lost it's value as you ensured we would fail And the only thanks we ever got Was a glass half drunk and empty pill pot The embrace of that cord Isn't as warm as these arms I can promise you That it won't save you from harm
3.	Wars With 02:49	lyrics
Just a ghost of a memory But it still haunts me Our names were just words on the page All evidence erased The end comes quicker than the start And for it I'm glad Nothing comes without a cost Not even the ones we love And so we're all familiar with loss Yeah, we're all familiar with loss Life should not carry a price As we come and we go with nothing It should have been a gift Not a river filled with shit No I'm not that weak I'll stand on my own two feet Fortunes have turned to me Look at this I'm breaking free I'm the only thing that's changed I'm always finding myself Reliving the worst of it We try to mask the problems But the only ones we're fooling Is ourselves Caught up in all the traps And unable to cut loose From our wars with each other To each war with ourselves The ceasefire didn't work You don't deserve to walk this earth Breaking all the written rules I'll make a home for you In the dirt
4.	Meat Parade 04:22	lyrics
Welcome to the meat parade Where the hungry come to feast On a cavalcade of drunken flesh Like a carnal midnight beast They arrive like lambs to the slaughter And dignity swiftly dies It’s throat cut in a depraved dance That twists and shakes and lies Play the hand you hold In a bid to raise your score Such is the libertine’s game For the prize that lasts a night Or maybe this one will remain An accolade from inside her thighs The type you cannot see One that might sterilize You're such a state You should take a look at yourself Darling, what’s your name? she said It doesn't matter to you She proclaimed "I'm only living in the moment" Instead, she lived her life on her back We were only filling a hole With the hole of someone else Welcome to the meat parade Where the hungry come to feast On a cavalcade of drunken flesh Like a carnal midnight beast They arrive like lambs to the slaughter And dignity swiftly dies It’s throat cut in a depraved dance That twists and shakes and lies Everyone is welcome here So eat whilst the feast is flowing We wouldn't want you to starve Even the offal still tastes sweet But go on, ask yourself Is this really what you want? If you're faking one thing Are you faking everything else?
5.	An Irrevocable Sense Ov Repulsion 04:03	lyrics
To my eyes you're different An ever changing face Or am I just blind? I cant bring myself to justify Living in it's shadow Choke on all my words The morning tries To strangle me Countless times I gag On what I see I need to breath She doesn't believe No, she won't believe That it could be her There has to be someone else But what she needs to know Is never what she wants to hear It’s my own inhibitions that have led to this Difficult impositions that I should dismiss But instead the nagging guilt keeps my hands tied And the hope we could coexist still alive But I’ve led you on I’ve led you on I’m a liar I’m a liar I don’t want this argument to end I’ll keep it simmering along Until one of us boils over And scalds the delicate skin It’s a scar that will never heal Because it’s such a pleasure to pick Uncomfortable isn't the word More like I feel fucking Sick
6.	A Week Away 04:00	lyrics
Looking back To that fatal crash The pain grows More than I'd ever known The train home Never arrives It crashes Into the ground Thrown from their seats Debris flies Through the window Into their faces Hoping that Pane of glass Protects them From this being their last Carriages Severed open Killing Through neglect Seventeen seconds Changed our world I was just Oblivious How was I supposed to know? A week away he’d tell me In ten more years From leaving Us all

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released October 1, 2012

Written, Recorded and Produced by The Projectionist

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The Projectionist - A hardcore/metal quartet from Cambridgeshire -
'Now It's Time To Carve The Pigs' EP IS OUT NOW!
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"Cambridgeshire four-piece spit out fiery aggression trough every spiteful note. [...] It's just a dirty, vengeful mix of metal, grind and the darkest hardcore that bruises from start to end."
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