Carcass
Carcass - Symposium Of Sickness Ver 2 gitaar tab
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# Date: Wed, 19 Nov 97 10:19:48 -0500 From: fwilliam@tiffin.edu Subject: TAB: CARCASS: "symposium of sickness" CARCASS "Symposium of Sickness" track 3 from Necroticism: Descanting the Insalubrious tabbed by Fletcher Williams (Ork on the net) B Standard tuning +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ ++++++++ --------------------------------- -------- ------- --------------------------------- -------- ------- 1111--------44444444------------- -------- ------- ----2222---------------------3333 -------- ------- --------3333--------------------- -------- _6---5-6 --------------------11114444----- 44444444 _4---3-4 +++++++++++++++ + +++++ --------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------- ---/5---------------------------/5----------------------- -------4~ 4-5-----4-----------------4~ -----4---------5-- 4-------------4-5---5-4-5-3--4---------3-2--2-3-----3---- 2-------------------------1--2---------1-0----1-0-2------ ++ ++ ---------------------------------- ---------------------------------- ----------------------7-6--------- ---------------5------5-4-----5--- 4----5-7---5-4-3-4----------4-3-5- 2--003-5---3-2---2--00------2---3- ah [ah-] + +++++ ------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------- ---5-6---------4-5~ ----------6-/7-4------------------- 4------5~ --------------------4-/5-2------------- p --- ----------5-3--------5--7--4----------3-2--2-2-2-5^2-7- ---------------------3--5--2----------1-0--0-0-0-3^0-5- +++++++++++++ +++++++ +++++++++++++ +++++++ ah --------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------2---3~ ----------------------------------------------------------2---- --3-4---------4--4-4-4-4-8-7-----3-4---------4--4-4-4-4-------- 2-----3-4-6-0-2--2-2-2-2-6-5---2-----3-4-6-0-2--2-2-2-2-------- +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ ++++++++++++++++ --------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------- --------222222223333--------------------22223333----6---------- ----4444------------4444--3-2~ -----4444--------5---4---7------ ------------------------3-----------------------3-------5---6-- 2222----------------------------2222------------------------4-- slowcrashbend*(2nd only) 1 & 3 2 & 4 +++++++++++ + + + --------------------- -------------------------- ------ ------ --------------------- --------------------5----- ------ ------ --2-----3---5-------- --------------------2-5--- ------ ------ 3---3-4---4-3-------- ----5-------6---2--2--3--- --4--- ------ --------------------- 4--43-3---3-4---0--0------ 3-2--- --2~ - --------------------- 2--2--1---1--------------- 1----- 1----- + + +++++++++++ --------------- ---------- ----------------- --------------- ---------- ----------------- --------------- ---------- --2-----3---5---- -----7/8-7----- ---------- 3---3-4---4-3---- 4---X5/6-5----- 4---X3/4-3 ----------------- 2---X---------- 2---X1/2-1 ----------------- well that's my second Carcass contribution. I must say that this was a lot tougher to figure out...many sections are really hard to hear; so if you've got a supreme stereo system, maybe you will be able to hear it better and maybe offer me your corrections. for the most part though it sure be pretty dead-on (no pun intended). i can't handle tabbing solos yet, so feel free... later, death-heads. > legend: X ......fingers lay across string to produce a percussive when picked sound p ^ ......pull-off / ......slide up ~ ......vibrato ?__? ...indicates a quick stop between notes ah .....artificial harmonic (quickly tap right thumb on string in immediate succession with picking it) + ......palm muting The Lyrics: An encloaking, dark epoch In which all life is now appraised Another valueless commodity On which the rapacious may feebly graze Indebted homage to their mammon Whilst the mort is the music of the meek Transcendence from a beautifully brutal reality Is what I seek... Noxious, sully dolour Is not the sentiment upon which we feed But precocious consciousness Draws out a morbid nous to bleed Chiseling out seething words Which cut deep down to the bone Always legible So be it on our own headstone... (Lead: Necrononism by M. Amott) Rising to our own nadir Reality we try to extirpate Trying to raise a twisted smile Similar to that silver plate On a coffin which is joined Hammering in each final nail Last kill and testament Left now intestate... Noxious, sully dolour Is not the thesis which is bled A precarious train of thought In which mental cattle-trucks are led Carving out skillful words Which shear brittle bones Always spelt out well We just can't leave the dead alone... Monographic text A terminal doctrine of diseased minds perplexed Enunciated epigrams Eschatological, rotten requiems Always our own worst cynics Exorcisers of scorching scorn Digging our own graves But never stand over and mourn The roulade now pandemonium Displaced in the muggy sods Espoused with the macabre The dead we filch and rob... ..Munificent bale... ..From the deviants staid... Execrations - taunting spiritual release Exoneration - upon the perishable we feast Excogitation - picking at the bones of convention Exculpitation - foul verbal conflagration... Epigraphic text, a literary vex The macabre perplexed, with corporeality meshed (Lead: Eschatological excavation by W.G. Steer) Euthenic text An unpleasant journey, to a world perplexed Corporeal epigraphs Eschatological unpleasantness Always forever cryptic Exercisers of twisted grief Helping you to dig up the interred Whilst fresh still are the wreaths The harmony now pandemonium Heard out in the muddy dirt Espoused with the bizarre We play on our own turf... ..Epithetic text... ..A macabre reality perplexed... Execrations - literary tales of atrocities fairy Exoneration - harsh, cold bloody marys Excogitation - a narcissistic eutechnique Exculpitation - perverse artworks, so unique... Monographic text, a literary vex The macabre perplexed, with reality meshed... (Lead: Corpsereality by M. Amott) (Lead: Cold logistic language by W.G. Steer)