Carnival in Coal
Album • 2001
WE...HAVE...NO...BA...NA...NAS...TO...DAY! 2001...We're back stronger than pokemons As most of you have been asking for more... (For the ones who join us today and want a summary there were two albums before the one you're holding in your hands Still you may purchase it by mail order through Kodiak, Seasons of Mist, Holy Records and Adipocere) I see you want a lil' bit of salsa I can see you want a lil' bit of rumba I see you want a huge part of grind No disappointment - all this you will find We've got everything inside our shop C. in C. 'll make you sweat until you drop You'll get everything that you want us to play But sorry...we have no bananas today No way! We've got gloomy tunes and funny ditties we would like to spare And secrets about journalists that we would like to share As the habits of some famous actors of the French scene You wouldn't believe the things we've seen, it isn't what it seems You'll never forget what we're going to say But yes, we have no bananas today I see you want a lil' bit of salsa I can see you want a lil' bit of rumba I see you want a huge part of grind No disappointment - all this you will find We've got everything inside our shop C. in C. 'll make you sweat until you drop You'll get everything that you want us to play But sorry...we have no bananas today No way! Won't you taste an orange? Won't you taste a lemon? Won't you taste an apple? Now won't you taste my fist? We're there to fulfill your needs Whatever you may like But don't you bite the hand that feeds When bananas are hard to find I see you want a lil' bit of salsa I can see you want a lil' bit of rumba I see you want a huge part of grind
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 11, 2025
So it seems I'm good at nothing, a looser - a bum - or so they say. Desperately trying to make my way in life but instead I'm diggin' my grave. And when I'm about to succeed I know you'll fuck it all up because that's how it goes. Then I'll go back diggin' deeper or at least that's what you think, but I won't allow you that pleasure, not much left but my pride but it's growing stronger. The more you ask the more you get and you're gonna get more than you ever guessed. And we will see who will be smiling When I come down the street in my brand new silver Cadillac... You should remember the story of that young shepherd who had two thousand pretty biquettes and a goat that he was always beating up. One day he woke up and there was a biquette left but the goat had turn to an XXL model. (This is a metaphor) So you'd better start to mark my words: the lamb soon will turn to kebab and in the name of Gagnahon I'll become worse than bad. I'll gather all your tears and wash my ass inside. It's the principle of turning tide, of turning tide. And we will see who will be smiling When I come down the street in my brand new silver Cadillac... Cadillac Cadillac Fleetwood 1959 Le sommet en matière de voiture automobile Un salon roulant au moteur 8 cylindres placés en V So you'd better start to mark my words: the lamb soon will turn to kebab and in the name of Gagnahon I'll become worse than bad. I'll gather all your tears and wash my ass inside. It's the principle of turning tide, of turning tide. And we will see who will be smiling When I come down the street in my brand new silver Cadillac...
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
I try search through my mind I try to free my soul My soul? My mind? What am I now, an Entity? Endless corridors made of dusty mirrors surround me Reflecting the Being I once was I try search through my mind I try to free my soul Stained with blood and bathed in tears He holds out his hand in my direction I have to help him to save my soul! I have to return to find my exit... Wandering through the lobby I have found my way I open the door As I'm hit by a blinding light I hope I will be free Will I ever be free...?
Submitted by The Void — Feb 08, 2026
Forgiven or damned, whispered Scarbo. With a spiderweb for shroud I'll bury you down below. And into the crypt where you'll have to die. Out in the limbo you'll hear the children cry! Let me have an aspen leave to cradle me across the lake unless the trunk of (the) tarentula will suck me down inside my grave. No way! he laughed. You'll be the fodder of the beetle hunting it's prey at dusk. Wrapped in a snakeskin, covered with gold, your only escape is a dive in the void. (A birdsong in the distance invites my look through the trees.) And when my life is over, remember I taught you how to please me: Come with me, follow me if you dare on a strange journey, a trip to nowhere... I will take you down below with Charon for guide to visit the unknown. Your life will be a way for me to pay for all my sins. I'm sure the shores of hell will find in you a graceful gift. Forgiven or damned, whispered Scarbo... You'll soon understand that it don't mean nothing for those who are blinded by insanity, heaven or hell it means nothing to thee... Means nothing to thee... It means nothing to thee... Those who are blinded by insanity... Come with me, follow me if you dare on a strange journey, a trip to nowhere... I will take you down below with Charon for guide to visit the unknown. Your life will be a way for me to pay for all my sins. I'm sure the shores of hell will find in you a graceful gift. Forgiven or damned, whispered Scarbo. With a spiderweb for shroud I'll bury you down below. And into the crypt where you'll have to die. Out in the limbo you'll hear the children cry! Based on the poem "Scarbo" by Aloysius Bertrand.
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
Here's a little song I wrote You might sing it note for note And if you can't remind the words Count on me to stick it inside your skull Ain't got no class ain't got no style Ain't got no cash since you've been around Remember the point of that ditty Don't be happy...Worry! The gathering of your teeth on the pavement Won't be easy with broken fingers Cause I won't listen to your "shit-chat" anymore On you I closed a door (How bad! How sad!) Still I wonder what you were waiting for... How could I have been so stupid How could I've been so blind I'm still searching for reasons That I will probably never find That old fucking human nature Is the only thing to blame Except you and all your twisted ways Which are all the same All the shame I've tried to think I was wrong Then evidence reached my eyes Helping me making my mind: So I... Leave today I won't change my way I won't listen to what you have to say So now sucker you'd better worry! Damn over to be happy! The gathering of your teeth on the pavement Won't be easy with broken fingers Cause I won't listen to your "shit-chat" anymore On you I closed a door (How bad! How sad!) Still I wonder what you were waiting for... How could I have been so stupid How could I've been so blind I'm still searching for reasons That I will probably never find That old fucking human nature Is the only thing to blame Except you and all your twisted ways Which are all the same The gathering of your teeth on the pavement Won't be easy with broken fingers Cause I won't listen to your "shit-chat" anymore On you I closed a door (How bad! How sad!) Still I wonder what you were waiting for... I've tried to think I was wrong Then evidence reached my eyes Helping me making my mind: So I... Leave today I won't change my way I won't listen to what you have to say So now sucker you'd better worry! Damn over to be happy!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
There’s a gang bang on my screen And I watch it till it aches My only pleasure is to watch you When sweat melts with your skin If you want it, do it Call me Mr. Obsession
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Daaahhh Daaahhh Daaahhh Daaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
If you feel lonesome If you're on your own If you feel like needing help Don't wait to ring my bell You will find me as cute as your favourite nephew Until I break your knees with a baseball bat You will find me so kind, I'll be someone you like Until I brush your teeth with a razorblade I'll be there to heal you I'll be there to care I'll be there like your own son So that you can't be aware First I'll introduce myself as your best friend The one you never had, the one you were waiting for Then once is empty your bill-filled matras You can thank your holy Christ if by chance I don't take your life If you need a rendez-vous 24/7 I'll be there for you I'll be the bogeyman of the stories You've been telling to your children You will find me as cute as your favourite nephew Until I break your knees with a baseball bat You will find me so kind, I'll be someone you like Until I brush your teeth with a razorblade First I'll introduce myself as your best friend The one you never had, the one you were waiting for Then once is empty your bill-filled matras You can thank your holy Christ if by chance I don't take your life the more it gets old the more it gets cold
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
«Quel intérêt que de ce monde? J'en aspire à plus...Que sommes nous? Pièces informes sur un échiquier que nous ne connaissons pas les règles...Craindre ou pas craindre?» Fear that little light in the apple of my eye when I don't understand how you can be so twisted Fear that little spark in the apple of my eye when I don't comprehend how you can resist to me Fear not pain...It will be easy... Fear not pain...Everything will go fast. I have never been the one to provoke conflict (I'm such a coward) I have never been the one to provoke pain (Je suis doudouille) I have always been the one to provoke anger (I know you're disappointed) I have always been the one that spoils it all (Why don't you leave me?) Fear not pain...And things will go on cause shit happens... Fear not pain...It happens everyday of our lives. Fear not pain...Fear not pain... Leave me we're no good together You deserve something better Fear not me gone Fear not me somewhere else Fear not coldness in my part of the bed Fear not the lack of my arm around your breasts Fear not the problems you can't guess Fear not the problems you can't guess Fear not me gone Fear not me somewhere else And because one day I may leave Fear not the idea of death Because one day I may leave So fear not the idea of death
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
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