The first album is more traditionally metal-sounding, drawing inspiration from Black Sabbath, Motörhead and 1970s Judas Priest, while the second has significant hardcore punk/crossover influence. Both are fit neatly into the speed thrash genre, however. The lyrical themes include nihilism, anti-religious sentiment, a mockery of racism, intolerance, and general human stupidity, a heap of cynicism, and explicit tongue-in-cheek depictions of gore and despair. For example, this line from "Ground Zero Brooklyn" sums up the band fairly well: "I shit my pants as I wait for the reaper!". Song titles like "Jesus Hitler", "Race War", and "God is Dead" are also representative.
The first Type O Negative album, Slow Deep and Hard, was partially composed from material originally written for Carnivore.
Several reunion shows took place over the years. One of the shows was at Wacken Open Air 2006, where they had an 1.25 hour setlist.
Original Carnivore guitarist Keith Alexander died in a biking accident on July 11, 2005.
Peter Steele died on April 14, 2010, at the age of 48.
03 Male Supremacy
Carnivore Lyrics
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The men I've killed the children slaves
And all the woman I've raped
Between my legs I've got what it takes to be called a man
Fighting, feasting, fucking all I can
Moonlight on horseback till death we will ride
Northern winds pushing us towards suicide
Mars god of war masturbating in rage
Male Supremacy
I eat the brains from my enemy's head
I proudly wear their scalps
I burn their towns to the ground to me the prisoners bow
Muscle, sweat, long hair and dirt leather, fur and chains
My uniform torn and worn covered with blood stains
Testosterone mates with adrenaline
Bearing a son of insane aggression
Woman will never know or understand
The power men feel to kill with their hands
After the war I come home weak and sore
I fall into your arms
We lie by the fire
You feed my desire with me safe and warm
Outside the wind blows cold
Inside the embers glow shelter from the storm
Years been away I fought night and day
For my land and my king
Woman it's true
I do battle for you, you my everything
When on the fur I make love to her
How her body sings
The song "03 Male Supremacy" by the metal band Carnivore, from their self-titled debut album, is a provocative and controversial exploration of toxic masculinity and aggression. The lyrics describe the violent and sexually aggressive behavior of a male warrior, who takes what he wants without regard for others. He revels in the power and adrenaline of battle, and sees women as objects to be conquered and dominated. The opening lines establish his violent tendencies and lack of empathy, as he boasts about killing men, enslaving children, and raping women. He defines himself by his ability to fight, feast, and fuck, and sees these activities as his birthright as a man. Against the backdrop of a northern landscape, he and his comrades ride horses into battle, embracing the thrill of danger and the possibility of death. The reference to Mars, the Roman god of war, masturbating in rage, underscores the primal and instinctual nature of violence and lust.
Throughout the song, the lyrics celebrate and justify male supremacy, portraying women as inferior and unable to comprehend the power and violence that men wield. Lines like "Woman will never know or understand/The power men feel to kill with their hands" suggest that women are fundamentally incapable of experiencing and expressing the same ferocity and aggression as men. However, the song also contains a hint of vulnerability and tenderness, as the male warrior returns home and seeks refuge in the arms of a woman. This brief moment of intimacy and connection is fleeting, however, as he soon returns to the battlefield, beckoned by his duty to his king and his homeland.
Overall, the lyrics of "03 Male Supremacy" offer a disturbing and unsettling vision of masculinity that glorifies violence and dehumanizes women. At the same time, the song is a powerful critique of toxic gender norms and the destructive effects of militarism.
Line by Line Meaning
I live to war it's in my blood if I want it I take
My desire for war is innate and unquenchable, and if I want something, I take it by force.
The men I've killed the children slaves
I have killed countless men and enslaved children in my pursuit of power and dominance.
And all the woman I've raped
I have also raped countless women, viewing them as mere objects to satisfy my sexual desires.
Between my legs I've got what it takes to be called a man
I equate masculinity with the size of my genitals and my ability to use them to dominate and control others.
Fighting, feasting, fucking all I can
I live for violence, indulgence, and sexual conquest, taking pleasure in causing pain and suffering to others.
Moonlight on horseback till death we will ride
I romanticize the idea of a violent death in battle, seeing it as a heroic end to my life.
Northern winds pushing us towards suicide
My desire for violence and conquest drives me towards self-destruction, heedless of the consequences.
Mars god of war masturbating in rage
I worship violence and aggression, seeing myself as a divine instrument of destruction.
Wild libido I've freed from its cage
I justify my rape and sexual violence as the freeing of my primal urges, unconstrained by morality or ethics.
I eat the brains from my enemy's head
I revel in cannibalism, seeing it as a way to assert my dominance and dehumanize my enemies.
I proudly wear their scalps
I display the body parts of my enemies as trophies, using them to intimidate and instill fear in others.
I burn their towns to the ground to me the prisoners bow
I destroy entire communities to exert my power and control over those who remain.
Muscle, sweat, long hair and dirt leather, fur and chains
I fetishize masculine physicality, clothing myself in symbols of virility and power.
My uniform torn and worn covered with blood stains
I take pride in the physical evidence of my violence, viewing my blood-stained clothing as a badge of honor.
Testosterone mates with adrenaline
I see my violent urges as the perfect union of biology and psychology, a natural expression of my masculinity.
Bearing a son of insane aggression
I perpetuate my legacy of violence and aggression by raising my son to be just like me.
Woman will never know or understand
I view women as inferior and incapable of understanding the primal urges that drive me towards violence and conquest.
The power men feel to kill with their hands
I believe that violence and aggression are inherent to masculinity, something that only men can truly understand and embrace.
After the war I come home weak and sore
Despite my love of violence and aggression, I am ultimately weakened by it, experiencing physical and emotional pain as a result.
I fall into your arms
I rely on the emotional support of others, particularly women who I view as subservient to me.
We lie by the fire
The domestic image of a couple lying together by the fire contrasts sharply with my violent, aggressive tendencies.
You feed my desire with me safe and warm
I rely on women to satisfy my sexual desires and provide emotional comfort, even as I perpetuate violence and aggression towards them.
Outside the wind blows cold
The harshness of the outside world, with its violence and danger, is kept at bay by the warmth and safety of the domestic hearth.
Inside the embers glow shelter from the storm
The warmth and safety of the domestic hearth are a kind of refuge from the violence and aggression that define my life outside the home.
Years been away I fought night and day
My pursuit of violence and aggression has consumed my life, taking me away from those I love and causing me to prioritize conquest over everything else.
For my land and my king
I justify my violent tendencies as being in service to a higher cause, such as the defense of my nation or the will of a powerful ruler.
Woman it's true
I address women in a patronizing and condescending way, viewing them as inferior beings.
I do battle for you, you my everything
Despite my view of women as inferior, I still see them as important and valuable, even if only as a means of emotional support.
When on the fur I make love to her
I view sexual conquest as just another form of violence and aggression, taking pleasure in dominating women physically and sexually.
How her body sings
I view women's bodies as objects to be used for my pleasure, lacking any empathy or compassion for them as individuals.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: PETER THOMAS STEELE
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@dasisleudagar4145
"I eat the brains from my enemy's head
I proudly wear their scalps
I burn their towns to the ground to me the prisoners bow
Muscle, sweat, long hair and dirt leather, fur and chains
My uniform torn and worn covered with blood stains
Testosterone mates with adrenaline
Bearing a son of insane aggression
Woman will never know or understand
The power men feel to kill with their hands"
After the war I come home weak and sore
I fall into your arms
We lie by the fire
You feed my desire with me safe and warm
Outside the wind blows cold
Inside the embers glow shelter from the storm
Years been away I fought night and day
For my land and my king
Woman it's true
I do battle for you, you my everything
When on the fur I make love to her
How her body sings"
..other than that.. I still luv all of ye's....
@Thrashstalker
Can't believe that there were so many hints of gothic metal in Carnivore. Man, that's something that wasn't even supposed to exist in the 80s but yet it did. Peter Steele is truly the first pioneer of gothic metal.
@fartkerson
Death SS, Celtic Frost, Mercyful Fate, The Plasmatics? Ever heard of Wendy O. Williams? Listen to The Plasmatics song The Doom Song from 1981. The cover of the Metal Priestess album alone is worth a peek. But I agree that Peter Steele was in that sweet spot to help give birth to gothic metal. But Wendy doesn't get enough credit. She was just as sexually driven, dark, brooding, and crass as Peter. Sanctify this place!
@dasisleudagar4145
"I eat the brains from my enemy's head
I proudly wear their scalps
I burn their towns to the ground to me the prisoners bow
Muscle, sweat, long hair and dirt leather, fur and chains
My uniform torn and worn covered with blood stains
Testosterone mates with adrenaline
Bearing a son of insane aggression
Woman will never know or understand
The power men feel to kill with their hands"
After the war I come home weak and sore
I fall into your arms
We lie by the fire
You feed my desire with me safe and warm
Outside the wind blows cold
Inside the embers glow shelter from the storm
Years been away I fought night and day
For my land and my king
Woman it's true
I do battle for you, you my everything
When on the fur I make love to her
How her body sings"
..other than that.. I still luv all of ye's....
@rustykuntz94
And a little foreshadowing of future band Type O when he goes into the softer, deep voice in the middle section. Love that part.
@dominon929
Peter Steele went through quite a sound transition when he goes from being very loud and tough in Carnivore and then tones it down by forming Type O Negative.
@tadakatsu14
Dom Russo I actually began as a type o fan but now that I hear Carnivore, I think I by far enjoy this hardcore version of him 😳
@fredmcgrady90
🤘🏻awesome song
@nulevoekrylo2888
The duality of man, perfectly captured.
@Vicwing6-87
Love Carnivore! such a shame it won't ever be a third record
@nizz0matic307
type 0 suck compared to carnivore tho