ORIGINAL SOUNDTRACK TO
FLESHLESS COOK BOOK, FEATURING MUSIC THEMES OF ALL MENTIONED RECIPES, RELAXING CULINARY
MELODIES.
FLESHLESS - NICE TO
EAT YOU
AN ORIGINAL MISCELLANY OF FLESHLESS EPICUREAN
ARTWORK, THIS UNUSUAL RECIPE BOOK INCLUDES REALLY GENUINE TITBITS AS THE FOLLOWING:
NICE TO EAT YOU - THE BODY BAG BLUES -
CULTURE MEAT - NOISE PART III. - RED STARS HYPOCRISY
- WHERE'S MINE RESURRECTION - DEFY THE FEAR -
HEADSCRATCHER - A ROADKILL RECIPE - BREATHE AND BLEED
- HRBITOV (ROOT COVER)
OBSCENE PRODUCTIONS, P.O.BOX.28, CZ-53345 LAZNE BOHDANEC CZECH REPUBLIC - CURBY@OBSCENE.CZ - WWW.OBSCENE.CZ
FLESHLESS are:
Vladimír (throat), Michal (guitar), Luděk (guitar), Vítys (drums)
c/o Vladimír Prokoš, Kosmonautů 159, CZ-40501 Děčín 27, Czech Republic, prokos@space.cz
This CD is completely dedicated to all victims of terror attack in U.S.A. commited on September 11th, 2001
Special thanks to: Čurby, Chymus /ISACAARUM/, Jiří Lhota, Vladimír Smitka, Zdeněk Šikýř, Jakub, Štěpán Kojan, Tomáš Dvořák, Tomáš Corn & LYKATHEA AFLAME
Vladimír thanks & hello to: Jana Malinová /I love you/, my parents /for never ending support/, my family, Luděk, Michal, Vítys / FLESHLESS family/, Jitka & Libor Pšenička, Čurby & Monika, Chymus & ISACAARUM, Linda, Alena & Petr Hora, Libor, Monika, Klára, Renda & MURDER PERSONS, Láďa Toman, Jarda Brožík, Prcan, Jarda, Curo /ex-FLESHLESS members/, Eva & Michal Horký, Jan Malina, Lucka Figurová, Jan Hasman, Cyra, Blasphemer, Gorgi, Káťa Koubová & Petr, Monika Šišková & Zdeněk, Jéňa, Pepa, Sagvan, Franta /zvukař/, Venoušek, Libor Hackl, Zuzana Těšáková, Michal Savel, Miloš & TATOO Děčín, Petr Růžička, Shindy, GODLESS TRUTH brothers, LANIENA MENTIS, INTERVALLE BIZARRE, INGROWING /100% grindcore/, Petra Šmídová, Martina Huzanová, Jan Nor Ježek, TORTUGA, Zdeněk & Tomáš Tůma, Olaf of MORBID rec.
Vítys thanks: my girlfriend and love Linda, my family, Alena & Petr Hora, Tom Corn, Čurby, Keisuke Tsuboi /VOMIT REMNANTS/, Láďa Toman, Flo Mounier /CRYPTOPSY/, Tom Hendrych, Radim Dvořák, Eva & Michal Horký, John /CEPHALIC CARNAGE/, Jana Malinová, Libor & Renda /MURDER PERSONS/, Zdeněk & Tomáš Tůma, Petr Tománek, Chymus, Libor & Jitka
Luděk thanks to: my wife Martina & daughter Kamilka, my family, sister Lucka, Tragéd, Vráťa, Eman, Čurby, Chymus, Prcan, Jarda Kouba, Curo, Hans, Libor, Renda & Jana /MURDER PERSONS/, Svany, Michael & GODLESS TRUTH, Jitka & Libor Pšenička, Michal Horký & Eva, Láďa Toman, LANIENA MENTIS, THE RAYS OF THE SUN, LIVIDITY, INGROWING
Michal thanks to: Petruška, Čurby, Luboš Filipi, Kamil Sedlmayer, Tomáš Corn, Bíba & Jitka, Pepíno Utratil, Balackovi, Radek Rosický, Prcan, Laaaaada, Markéta & LANIENA MENTIS, GODLESS TRUTH, FERIT, INGROWING, ISACAARUM, Ortel, Mrdka, Sagvan, Dave & Leslie Kibler
Recorded & mixed
30.VIII. - 3.IX. 2001 in Hostivař, Praha by Jakub & Zdeněk Šikýř
Mastered 6.IX. 2001 in Strouha, Struhařov by Štěpán Kojan /0777-920507/
All music by FLESHLESS except "Hřbitov" by ROOT
All lyrics by Vladimír, Chymus /ISACAARUM/ & Tomáš Dvořák except "Hřbitov"
by ROOT
Paintings by Jiří Lhota
Photos by Vladimír Smitka
Digital design by Chymus & SONNE graphix
Thanks & hello to: LIVIDITY & Nick /R.I.P./, Leslie Kibler & son /we miss you/, VOMIT REMNANTS, LIZ promotion, NAPALM DEATH, NASUM, SABATHORY, Pedro & HYPNOS, KRABATHOR, INTERVALLE BIZARRE, DISGORGE /Mex./, SANATORIUM, CANNIBAL CORPSE, VIU DRAKH, SODOM, CEPHALIC CARNAGE, AVENGER, SEVERE TORTURE, SINISTER, HOUWITSER, BLOOD, EVIL INCARNATE, INHUMATE, REQUIEM /thanks for great time in Switzerland/, PUTREDINE & Marco's parents /once again thanks for beautiful holiday in Italy/, PANDEMIA, Jack, Koshick /thanks for your help... Milwaukee metal fest, November to Dismember fest/, NILE, VADER, CRYPTOPSY, VIRTUAL VOID, DYING FETUS, GRINDGOD, CEREBRAL TURBULENCY, Petr Janda & OLYMPIC, ROOT, PESSIMIST /U.S.A./, MORTICIAN, BEHEADED, MALIGNANCY, ANAL BLAST, RESURRECTED, FLESHGRIND, COERCION, PURGATORY, DEMENTOR, ANGEL DECAY, CRANIOTOMY, PATHOLOGY STENCH, OBSCENITY, NECROPHAGIST, GROINCHURN, CRUSHER, YBCA, ASGARD, DEPREŠION /A/, CADAVERIC CREMATORIUM, DYSMORFIC, BASTARD SAINTS, NEPHAS, TORTHARRY, RETURN TO INNOCENCE, THE RAYS OF THE SUN, DEEPRED, DAMNABLE, INHUME, MANGLED, LYKATHEA AFLAME, SANCTIMONY /great gig in Latvia/, MORTAL DECAY, ABSORBED, DEEDS OF FLESH, DARKSIDE, 7 GATES OF HELL, DYFUNACHIA, POPPY SEED GRINDER, DESTRUCTION, IMMOLATION, ALIENATION MENTAL, MALEFACTOR /Brazil/, KADATH, DISASTROUS MURMUR, UNHOLY GRAVE, INTERNAL SUFFERING, C.U.M., BRODEQUIN, HATE ETERNAL, MARTYRIUM CHRISTI, DEVILYN, TORMENT ANATOMY, COLP, LOCOMOTIVE, SURGICAL DISSECTION, IMPETIGO, KRONOS, HORMONY CORRUPTION, PROMISQUES FASTNESS, MRAZEK, LIVORES MORTIS, DEBUSTROL, SEPSISM, SKINLESS, SARCOM, CRIPPLE BASTARDS, BIZARRE EMBALMING, REEK OF SHITS, !T.O.O.H.!, IMPERIAL FOETICIDE, PIGSTY, PARAMBUCHA, SEZARBIL, AMON /R.I.P./, DISFIGURED CORPSE, S.S.O.G.E, PERVERSIST, DYING PASSION, BRUJERIA, SAD HARMONY, CONTRASTIC, IDEA OF MY VISION, Blasphemer, Láďa Pukys, Ladan, Olaf of MORBID rec., Shindy, Sokol, Petr Růžička, Míra Lehký, Burak, Balis & Lucka, RC 2000, bar MONTANA, Ollie, Ronny, Leon, Váca, all magazines, zines, labels...
© FLESHLESS & OBSCENE 2001
GOOD APPETITE
Recipe #1: NICE TO EAT YOU
It was sudden as a flash
As we looked eye to eye
In thet moment time had no role
The lust in your sight I felt
... Lust for corporal touches
Violence and tender of sexual love
No style was strange for you
But I am not so fucking sure
We want the same thing to do
... As we scrutinize each other
I wipe my saliva-streams
From my hungry mouth in clandestine
As you turn your face away from me
But our love glowing up
... Will take different way
Nice to meet you, nice to kiss you
Nice to leck you, nice to fuck you
Strangled you've a surprise in your eyes
It doesn't matter we fall in love
Love is so close to epicureanism
And my passion are the proof
... So damn apparent
Each piece of your fragile body
Will have place in my evening menu
Be this grilled, be that fried
Searching for in recipe book
... Chinese, Greek or Japanese?
It will be so nice
To spend the time with you
The best thing is just coming now
What a shame you can't taste
Wish me please good appetite
Nice to meet you
Nice to eat you, nice to puke you
Nice to shit you, nice to eat you
Recipe #2: THE BODY BAG BLUES
Getting cold and getting rigid
Blind eyes as the gate to emptiness
Chest furrowed with exquisite cuts up
Welcome to my forensic battleground
As anatomical atlas you are wide open
The goal is body encyclopaedical arrangement
Placed into comfy plastic package
It is so easy and so fun
All of you will be used
It's my body bag blues
You've no right to choose
That's my body bag blues
... My forensic blues
Exploring your cavity
Alphabetical order in this abdominal chaos
With inexorable tools of my trade
I am going to introduce
With interest I work on
Maintenance of your shabby remains
Your innards shapely I will wrap
In vitro collection "Tissues, organs and veins"
I finish with no hurry
Your damaged dead body carefully I repair
And then out of my slab you will be
Into body bag scrapped
Recipe #3: CULTURE MEAT
Carnivorous parallels
We forge the next links
In our food chain
Of wild individualities
Repacious, destructive
Will arise...
Dissolving of bottomless misery
Of our primitive instincts
Everything inhuman, bestial stimulates
That frenzy need to devour
Cult of flesh
To be bleed
Cult of flesh
Culture meat
We want to feel that taste of blood
Of fresh pulsating tissue ambrosia
Gorebath is our horrendous salvation
There's no life without kill
Your weakness is source of our power
Your motionless bodies are to consume
We are like scavenger demons with need to slay
We are your carnivorous nightmare
You are as exuisite titbits
Well scarved for our necromantic feast
No seasoning with culinary magic art is needed
Your warm somatic fluids are quite enough
Carnivorous parallels
We forge the next links
In our food chain
Of wild individualities
Rapacious, destructive
Arise now...
Couvert #4: NOISE PART III.
Recipe #5: RED STARS HYPOCRISY
Would I like to say thank you?
For these millions tormented
For thousands maimed
No! I want to kill you
Now you act like nothing happened
Red flags like never flapped in winds
There's array of your peasants no more
You saluted from your pedestal
Concentration camps filled with the honorable
They were enemies of country and government only
They were not wanted witnesses of present time
So they've to live their lives in infamy and oblivion
Fictive actions in court with predefined rules
Written by you - red stars hypocrites
They've no chance to save themselves
Human's life... For you a valueless commodity
I wish you the death, for that all
I want to see tear drops of your pain
Senile ruins facing the suffer
Recipe #6: WHERE'S MINE RESURRECTION?
Dreaming, broken by impassive world
Pain in me, your words, fire in me, your sights
So cruel and lethal
Where's mine resurrection?
God's light cuts me dead
I am imprisoed in your spirit
Talons of your thoughts dig
My hopes burnt from inside
All what I like, all what I believed
Now dead littering is in mud of your pleasure
Why don't dead see me and living ones pass me by?
So alone, still alive, I wanna not!
Drowning in that fucking words
You hammer into my head
I want to die and to live
One day living and then dying in pain
Is that your wish?
You are full of lies and pus
And I die inside you
Recipe #7: DEFY THE FEAR
I lived in doubts of life
You saw that and stood on walls of dumb
I was dead in slumber
I was blind in life
And you stood with your back turned to me
I laughed as it was mad
He came to me in my doubts
As I slept he told me
I am the chosen one
He told me about his power
Feelings and moods
As he's been grinding the world with his hand
In heads of others
As he's worn clothes
Of other's blood
As I'll be in shades with him
Shades of pain, suffer and urge to live
I ask if it's mad to dream like that
The life is just like this
Everybody enjoys other's shame
Everybody smiles as others suffer
You let me to flounder in pain
You stood on walls of dumb
You slept in your circle of silence
You stood with your back turned to me!
Recipe #8: HEADSCRATCHER
I reach inner space of your head
To scratch the remains of my dreams
Stored in your reeking mind
Where everything is dying fast
You can't imagine the life
With that infinite pain
Strike down the suffer bound inside
And start to think of death
How to survive another day inside your head
I want to find that forbidden world
Hidden in turns of your hate
Controlled by brain's brutality
I curse the day when my eyes saw you
I hate the voice you spoke to me
I'll never learn why... Why it was happened
Recipe #9: A ROADKILL RECIPE
Fleshpiles of tissue mass
Lethal velocity
These creatures put to death
With tire impression
They lay on the lanes
Yes, it's my larder
I can choose everything I want
Whatever takes my fancy
To appease my strange taste and hunger
A roadkill recipe
Cooked it will be
Shriveled piece of flesh
A steak with asphalt mesh
I need no recipe book
So let us fucking cook
Shapeless roadkill pancake
Firstly deboned and sliced
And then corned in sweet-hot sauce
The scent of ripe meat
Mixes with odour of spice in bizarre
As in flaem of burner I grill it
At last dinner can be served
I love the couvert fantasy
Whatever will augment that taste
A roadkill recipe
Cooked it will be
Shriveled piece of flesh
A steak with asphalt mesh
Yes, kiss the cook
And then you can puke!
Recipe #10: BREATHE AND BLEED
Your fast heart beats I conduct
Breathe...
I will dominate you, your body and mind
Bleed...
Be a part of my gore masterpiece
Eyes like windows flung wide to fear
Breathe...
As I carve bizarre ornaments
Bleed...
The body as costume for tragedy you will act
This deadly slab will be your stage
Resurrected in my disguising parody of life
Dance steps to blood-draw I will let
In this swaying move something wonderful is
As dead ballerina on leading vein-threads
You will dance for no audience of my sick brain
For tones of silent tender music
And then in fall of applause you'll die
Close your eyes, you'll be a powerless actress
Breathe...
My lethal choreography only for you I write
Bleed...
Beautiful in quiet suffering you'll be immortal for ever
Death is like a blood red sunset
Bleed...
Ascent as a glimmering postmortal star of mine
Bleed...
Our macabre showtime is begining now
Couvert #11: HŘBITOV (ROOT cover)