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 fucking 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