초기 명반들을 능가 하는 뛰어난 작곡력.공격성.만행 ! 미국내 100만장 돌파 아티스트 카니발 콥스의 2006년 최신작 ! ' 카니발 콥스는 잘 알려지다시피 영국의 데쓰메틀 / 그라인드 코어 밴드 CARCASS와 더불어 고어 데쓰메틀의 창시자이자 대표밴드로 알려져있다. 냉철하면서 해부학적인 가사로 유명한 카르카스와 폭력적인 카니발리즘을 연상시키는 변태적이고 호러적인 가사의 카니발 콥스, 두 밴드 사이에 다른 면이 있긴 하지만 말이다.동시에 카니발 콥스는 올드스쿨 데쓰메틀에 있어서 전 세계적으로 가장 많은 판매고를 올린 밴드이기도하다. 그들은 TV나 대중매체의 도움 없이 전 세계적으로 100만장이 넘는 세일즈를 기록했으며 음반 판매량을 집계하는 업체인 사운드스캔 SOUNDSCAN에서 발표한 자료에 따르면 미국에서 가장 많은 판매고를 올린 데스메틀 그룹으로 CANNIBAL CORPSE가 당당히 1위를 차지하고 있다.전세계적으로 무려 3백만장의 판매고 !
참고로 카니발 콥스라고 하면 VINCENT LOCKE의 상상을 초월하는 커버 디자인을 들 수 있는데, 늘 등장하는 시체와 같은 좀비와 유혈이 낭자한 배경, 그리고 여성의 몸에서 튀어나오는 괴물들을 보면 그 기발한 상상력과 끔찍함이 보는 이에게 소름끼치는 감정을 느끼게 만든다. 이번 앨범은 [KILL]이라는 로고를 간단하게 등장시켜 그들의 앨범 중 가장 얌전한 느낌을 주고 있지만 늘 카니발 콥스는 빈센트 룩이 만들어낸 커버디자인과 음악과의 연관성을 통해 데쓰메틀 매니아들에게 많은 인기를 끌었고, 이를 통해 다른 밴드들이 따라올 수 없는 광폭한 이미지를 더욱 높여 주는 효과를 만들어내고 있다. 빈센트 룩은 카니발 콥스의 팬으로 앨범커버 디자인을 전문으로 하지 않기 때문에 그의 독특한 커버 아트워크는 오직 카니발 콥스의 앨범 에서만 접할 수 있다. 몇몇 부루털 데쓰메틀 밴드들이 모방하는 경우가 많아서 혼동 되는 경우가 많은데 조금만 유심히 살펴보면 그 차이가 확연히 드러난다.
점진적으로 상승하는 증오의 그루브가 죽음이라는 목적지로 향해 가는 <DEATH WALKING TERROR>, 어둡고 음침하고 염세적인 사운드를 지닌 <THE DISCIPLINE OF REVENGE>, 마구 두들겨대는 더블 베이스 드러밍과 거대한 긴박함이 함께 녹아 들어간 <NECROSADISTIC WARNING> 등 데쓰메틀 팬들을 위한 지옥행 열차 티켓 13곡이 준비되어있다. 2006년 익스트림 계를 뜨겁게 달굴 [KILL]은 카니발 콥스가 데쓰메틀 마스터라는 사실을 입증하고 있는 증거이다. .... ....
We see them coming a mile away Gathered to kill on the desolate plain No fear in our minds Pure hate in our hearts
Miscalculation of our strength their bane Take us lightly and we'll make you pay Pride left them defenseless No Mercy for Hubris
They rush to fight us and we stand and wait Pulses quicken as they take the bait Mere seconds to the slaughter We can wait no longer
Closing fast with their weapons high Still believing it's we that will die Now the ambush is sprung Now they learn that they were wrong Now the killing will start Tear the bastards apart
They thought it would be easy but now they're being crushed Arrogance of power leaves them dying in their blood There will be no mercy for these filthy sons of whores The innards of my enemys impaled upon my sword Many years we've waited for this final day of slaughter Our victims are decapitated, their limbs are torn asunder Careful preparation brought our haughty victims down Our forces are at full strength and the Time To Kill Is Now.
Time To Kill Is Now
Time To Kill
They are all dead, it's their end today All lost their lives in tremendous pain Not one has survived We Left None Alive
Do not doubt our conviction to kill Hate on our side we will never fail Now the killing will start Tear the bastards apart Strike the enemy down The Time To Kill is Motherfucking Now
Extreme pain is what they need to feel for the rest of their lives Misery and despair leaves their souls when infinity ends
Let them taste the wrath as the agony consumes them Swallowed by the darkest light a blackened state of dismay Survival is the only thing left for them This grievous revelation is a new beginning Led to the solution against their will
Deprivation thrives as the therapy continues Sullen mastery is an answer uncontested Denial is the only thing left for them Life as they knew it is a distant memory Scores of victims lust for apathy
Make them suffer While they plead for cessation Entirely demoralized and close to mass extinction Damned to please supremacy The reason for their martyrdom they will never know
Make them suffer While they bleed through damnation Begged for retribution before meeting with demise Cursed by animosity Once chosen for this mad ordeal there is no escape
[Solo: Pat O'Brien]
Domination reigns supreme the evil has no end Spent of all their energy now worthless and degraded Slow death is the only thing left for them Physically and mentally devoid of dignity Languished immortality
Make them suffer
While they plead for cessation Entirely demoralized and close to mass extinction Damned to please supremacy The reason for their martyrdom they will never know
Make them suffer While they bleed through damnation Begged for retribution before meeting with demise Cursed by animosity Once chosen for this mad ordeal there is no escape
Homage to our God, the act of killing bears us Closer to His grace, beyond the void of darkness Every drop of blood, a chance to deify us Bring us to our lord our killings transcending Convictions of violence pure, unrelenting
Devotion drips from my jagged blade My righteous hate fuels unyielding rage Sacramental slaughter all for faith In the homicidal doctrine he creates
Decapitated heads, adorn the holy altar Kneeling at its base, we stare in veneration Every single death, brought us closer to Him Take us to our Lord our bloodlust evolving, Enshrining the bodies, evil emerging
Hate rips through flesh and bone The dogma states that it must be done We adhere to the holy text More must die if we are to advance
Pray to our God With blood we praise His epic acts of hate and homicidal glory, legendary murders Trust in our Lord Leads us to kill in the same way that He did, sever all the heads in sacrificial splendor He is close now Soon He will be among us leading, violence, ruin, divinity, homicide
Kneeling in the blood, we see our Master watching Look behind His eyes, a soul so ruthless, perfect Transfixed by His gaze, His congregation waiting We summoned Him here by doing His bidding Now He will slay us, circle completed
Arterial spray paints the temple red Our Master's advent brought us death Rapturous screaming fills these hallowed halls Blood soaked paradise awaits us all
Hordes of the rotting dead surround the villagers Unwary victims mangled and battered Once buried warriors have risen to kill again Signs of their wickedness left for a warning
Mutilate Disembowel Amputate Kill and rape
Gratification achieved by dismemberment Unnatural legions ravage the carcasses Open wounds targets for evil defilers Seed of iniquity covers the body parts
Necrosadistic warning You will not rest in peace
Violate Death so foul Ejaculate Pieces raped
Bound with intestines the body is held upright Travelers encounter the gruesome monition Terrorized realization of coming death They will be next for the army of killers Necrosadistic warning You will not rest in peace Necrosadistic warning Remains are on display Necrosadistic warning You will not rest in peace Necrosadistic warning Molested corpses hang
Undead Molest Defile
Kill them Butcher Then fuck
Necrosadistic warning You will not rest in peace Necrosadistic warning Discharge on the corpse Necrosadistic warning You will not rest in peace Necrosadistic warning Desecration of the dead
Knock him out with chloroform Surreptitious trapping tack Drag the body to the trunk Take the captive to the house and down into the basement
Binding method is extreme Unconscious I will pierce the hands and feet Arms and legs nailed to the wood Beneath the table blood is forming shallow pools
Perforate the abdomen Punctured organs start to fail Mounting pain revives the man His gaze meets mine then panic starts, the nails leave him immobilized
Head is thrashing from the pain I must nail it to the wood with long sharp nails Penetration of the flesh Five dozen nails will hold him down
Five nails My hammer pounds them, the steel secures him Five nails My victim conscious, he is immobile I raise my hammer, and aim for the throat
Five nails through the neck
Trachea is torn Gasping sounds are heard Life is leaving him But not soon enough
Agony, torturous
Long nails penetrate Through the flesh and bone Table dripping blood Victim full of holes
Suffer, merciless
[Solo: Pat O'Brien]
Five nails through the Five nails through the neck
60 nails adorn the fool 12 on each leg and arm 4 of them aerate his face 3 puncture his abdomen and leave his vitals oozing
I step back and view my work Torture victim lies drained of life Outside world will never know How many nails the victim felt before he died
Internal burning An omen reborn Embrace the torture Purify the soul
Bathe in red hot coals, dripping skin become a pleasure Face begins to melt, liquid from the head rewarding
Eternal burning Sanctified with flames Unholy recourse The demons are here Unleash the fury
Body slowly burnt, vital organs charred and blackened Scorch to disinfect is the method for acceptance
Purification by fire Transformation is rapture
Beyond recognition and deranged from the cleansing Frenzied schizophrenic a memory before the scalding Sacrifice for pain
Unrelenting heat scrambles the sense Caustic remedy betrays existence Hellish invasion just part of the plan Beasts have been summoned to conquer again Unleash the fury
Internal burning an omen reborn Embrace the torture purify the soul
Bathe in red hot coals, dripping skin becomes a pleasure Face begins to melt, liquid from the head rewarding Body slowly burnt, vital organs charred and blackened Scorch to disinfect is the method for acceptance
Purification by fire From within the torment is complete Any worthy future now obsolete Purification by fire, transformation is rapture
I am the black thoughts of the night Deep in the darkness of your mind Shrouded in shadow, The mental torture In the realm of death waling terror Stalking the closest to the edge Impostion of depravity Sanity holding by a thread Desperation draws them close to me
Always unseen but never far behind Fleeting darkness tricks your eyes Paranoia, A creeping horror Guided by the death walking terror Your hand reaches for the knife Subconscious molding insidious It was always in your mind Release the pain, A psychotic rush Death Walking Terror Slow mental torture
I am the blood you seek to spill I am you inner drive to kill Dark inspiration, A moral failure created by the death walking terror Your hands have done my bidding well Your hideous dreams now reality Manipulation done with stealth I was with you, I heard the screams Death Walking Terror Slow mental torture Death Walking Terror Psychic Tormentor
The weakest ones will fall My murderous influence appeals to their fear My will is just too strong The decision was mine but they'll never know
Death Walking Terror
I walk behind you while you kill Usurping your mind, you are oblivious You'll never know your spirit fell Supplanted by this deep disgust Death Walking Terror Slow mental torture Death Walking Terror Psychic Tormentor
Moving through the cover of night With battle hardened hate in their eyes Anticipate the surgical strike Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony
Violence, the purest form, a primitive trait The weak will inherit the Earth piled on top of their graves Survival is slipping the attack has already begun Dominant force batter their prey, bludgeons their weapon of choice A vicious tradition since the dawn of man
Traumatizing agony Murderous revelry, smashing people to pieces This kind of hate cannot be contained Those who have fallen onto the ground will never rise again
Squalid and broken no match for the enemy Too weak to fight back no chance for escape Covered in their own blood The surgical strike must go on Ripping out organs they're hung on display A message to others they'll die the same way Covered in their own blood The surgical strike must go on
[Solo: Rob Barrett] [Solo: Pat O'Brien]
Squalid and broken no match for the enemy Too weak to fight back no chance for escape Covered in their own blood The surgical strike must go on Ripping out organs they're hung on display A message to others they'll die the same way Covered in their own blood The surgical strike must go on
Moving through the cover of night With battle hardened hate in their eyes Anticipate the surgical strike Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony
Heads removed of their faces lay by my feet Chopped and hacked their bodies detached Eyes and teeth are violently smashed Gruesome acts
I'm having strong urges to extract the brains Overwhelmed with demented thoughts Could it be that I committed these Gruesome acts
Death is all I ever know Gore is what I need to help satisfy me Brains are all I ever crave Can't deny my hatred for society Blood so sweet upon my lips Live a life of moribund abnormalcy Born with only half a head Can't deny my hatred for intelligence
The brain removal device
Drained again through the mouth the blackest blood flows Save it for another day Savor the vile abundance of Gruesome acts
Dead is like being alive Stench of rotting death becomes irrelevant Heads affixed to a machine Peel the skin from random skulls exposing bone Cracked open with vice like force Spray my face with human slop, carnal spatter Slave to my repulsive goal To regain control beyond what's in my mind
The brain removal device
Shredded brain tissue is mine Succulent flavor is pure Evil is personified Dominance
Brutal conclusion foreseen Envisioned so long ago The slaughtered were unaware
[Solo: Pat O'Brien]
Contraption for hollowing heads Is forcing me to realize Cerebral obsession within is my reality
[Solo: Pat O'Brien]
Death is all I ever know Gore is what I need to help satisfy me Brains are all I ever crave Can't deny my hatred for society Blood so sweet upon my lips Live a life of moribund abnormalcy Slave to my repulsive goal To regain control beyond what's in my mind
Rage, taking control of my mind Driving me to Kill without mercy I see red Blood on My hands My knife Crazed, boiling blood pumps through my heart Pushing me to Respond with violence I spill their Blood with Vicious Cruelty
Maniacal Psychopath
Slash through the crowd of faces leaving a trail of bloody dead Hold down the scumbag, slice off his ear, gouge out his fucking eyes
Pounding the human maggots, broken bones cause screams of pain Femur pokes through the muscles in his upper leg, I wrench it out with force
Stabbing the faces Knocking out teeth with my nail spiked bat Internal damage Trauma from beatings causes organs to burst
Maniacal Psychopath
[Solo: Pat O'Brien]
Chunks of butchered victims cover the floor in my wake Frenzied battery and slashing slung pieces of face on the ceilings and walls
Raging violence will consume all of my damaged brain Ruthless murders are the only way to make this impulse abate
Dangling above a vat of putrid muck A rancid stench of foul decay never encountered before Screaming in horror for I now remember my fate I will be submerged in boiling flesh This cauldron will soon take my life
Upside down my mind is warping Cannot break free From the shackles Bloodied chains cut circulation Losing reason Gag and vomit
Blisters are forming all over my body now Oozing with pus as they start to explode, fervent finality The fumes and the vapors have perforated my lungs Writhing and twitching from maddening pain Why must I die like this?
Insanity not far away Mental breakdown Scathing havoc Pray for death to come and get me Inner anguish Begins
Fear Received Relentless Malignancy
Near the end is what I'm sensing Must accept it Can't accept it Last attempt to stop this nightmare Cannot be done I will be dead
Gone Berserk While waiting My life will boil
To struggle is useless
[Solo: Rob Barrett]
Plunge Fatal Paradise Of the obscene
[Solo: Pat O'Brien]
Enter the tank It doesn't take long Epidermis dissolved All that's let are my bones It's a matter of seconds when defleshed in flesh My body now part of sick mire This chamber of liquefied humans that I have amassed is completed because I was The last in line