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