Cannibal Corpse : Gore Obsessed
Les paroles
1. SAVAGE BUTCHERY
Striking out with rage I pound him, stomp him
Cock-sucking bastard don't feel mercy for him
With bare hands I break his legs, break his neck
Now my jagged blade will bring him to his death
Savage killer, merciless machine
Butchering victims and watching them bleed
Savage killer, chopping off limbs
Butchering for revenge, heartless assassin
Now the cutting starts, I stab him, slash him
Less than a minute, he became a victim
Now I will sever his legs, his neck
Hatred enemy, his body I dissect, savage
Savage, butchery, ravage, ruthlessly
Veins spray blood it splashes in my eyes
Impulse of my rage will dictate how he dies
Chopped up while alive or killed with the first strike
What's left of his life is dripping from my knife
Savage killer, merciless machine
Butchering victims and watching him bleed
Savage killer, chopping off limbs
Butchering for revenge, heartless assassin
Savage, butchery, ravage, ruthlessly
Savage, butchery, savage.
2. HATCHET TO THE HEAD
Skull, fragments are, flying through the air
Brains and blood scattered just about, everywhere you look
Swing, of the hatchet gives permanent, damage
Head fractured, gaping hole, to incise the cranium
Slit open, crushed eyeballs dripping, hanging from the sockets
Steel cracked bone, with fatal trauma, to the cerebellum
Useful lust of gore
Hatchet, to the, head
Rekindled gore, obsess rend the weak
Mutilate then, murder consciously
Death, brought to the enemies, of the past
A, life of beheading, I must have
Pure revenge is burning inside me
Slit open, crushed eyeballs dripping, hanging from the sockets
Steel cracked bone, with fatal trauma, to the cerebellum
Useful lust of gore
Hatchet, to the, head
Hatchet to the head (x4)
Forced from deep inside, to hunt you
Bludgeoned torn apart veins erupted
Forever headless, rotting corpse
Recognition you are now beyond
Wretched, onslaught, slaughter
Faceless flesh remains from the victims
Hacked with brutal force, until slain
Consumed with anger, lunacy, relentless killing dependency
Slit open, crushed eyeballs dripping, hanging from the sockets
Steel cracked bone, with fatal trauma, to the cerebellum
Useful lust of gore
Hatchet, to the, head
Hatchet to the head (x4)
Chop it off.
3. PIT OF ZOMBIES
Captured by the priest of evil, deep inside the hive
Hellish dungeon filled with undead
Their rotting claws reaching for my legs
I hang above the ghouls, I know they want me for their food
Overwhelmed by deadly fear, hung above the zombie lair
Hanging by a thread above them, taken here to die
Rotting hands reaching for me
Their undead eyes see me as a meal, they want to eat alive
Mindless hunger in their eyes, filthy claws grasp at my feet
Slashing wounds, my ankles bleed
Pit of zombies, chasm teeming with undead, death is grisly
Lowered slightly now they reach me, I scream in frantic pain
Tearing off my feet with fury
The pain intense below my knees, my legs have been removed
They suck the blood from the wounds
Voracious zombies rend my thighs
They pull me down, my corpse they will divide
Pit of zombies, chasm teeming with undead
Their jaws await, me, a gruesome end the pit of zombies
Reanimated to devour, I watch them kill, me
They claw at my face, and rip off my scalp
Exposing my skull, arteries severed
Gushing blood showers them, drives them mad raging mob
A hideous feast, puncture my stomach, and tear out the guts
Devour entrails, rotting zombies have torn me apart
They gorge on my flesh, engulfed, consumed, this pit, my doom
Engulfed alive, consumed by death
This pit of zombies, my doom is here
Pit of zombies, chasm teeming with undead
Their jaws await me, a gruesome end the pit of zombies
Reanimated to devour, I watch them kill me.
4. DORMANT BODIES BURSTING
Bodies are bursting apart, volcanic eruption of guts
Exploding cadavers bring forth, a bloodbath to torment all life
The sky and the earth are now tainted by blood
Death is to blame for this enormous flood
The bodies are bursting apart, volcanic eruption of guts
Detonate, polluted, pandemic
Unburied decedents that no longer die
Dispelled amok amongst sickness, the dead and living are one
When dormant bodies are bursting
The sky and the earth are now tainted by blood
Death is to blame for this enormous flood
The bodies are bursting apart, volcanic eruption of guts
Infernal, disaster, revulsion
Dormant, bodies, bursting (x6)
Bodies are bursting apart, volcanic eruption of guts
Exploding cadavers bring forth, a bloodbath to torment all life
The sky and the earth are now tainted by blood
Death is to blame for this enormous flood
The bodies are bursting apart, volcanic eruption of guts
Detonate, polluted, pandemic.
5. COMPELLED TO LACERATE
Vicious thoughts will overpower, his virulent, mind, explodes
Unable to suppress the madness
He can't contain this inner pain, compelled, to
Lacerate, rendering for release
Set free souls through holes in their skin
Murdered, or have they been saved
Bleeding corpse his work of art, human, flesh, a canvas
Craftsman of macabre creations
He can't control it makes him whole, compelled to
Lacerate, rendering for release
Slicing through victims, and then he stands back
To admire, what he has done
Mutilate, ruptured figures sprawl
Slaughtered in a rage now left to be found, a gristly, gift of art
Mangle them, ripping death, lacerate them
Stunning victims with a club abducted with
Stealth, taken, to his home
Ropes and chains restrain his living subject of art, he stabs
Grating with a jagged edge his prey screams in pain
Writhing, under his knife
Driven to improve his victims through gruesome
Design, he cannot stop, compelled to
Lacerate, rendering for release
Mutilate, now, it's, time, to, slice
Mangle them, ripping death, lacerate them
Lacerate, rendering for release
Slicing through victims, and the he stands back
To admire, what he has done
Mutilate, ruptured figures sprawl
Slaughtered in a rage, now left to be found, a grisly, gift of art.
6. DROWNING IN VISCERA
Engulfed in the innards, of rotting cadavers a rancid gore sea
Asphyxiation, tangled intestines become my reality
Choking on guts, asphyxiation gasping for breath
Drowning in viscera
Slowly to taper away, dissipate
Absorbing this ultimate carnage surrounding me
Soaking in entrails decayed, decomposed
Entombed without reason, in moist isolation of repugnancy
Morose sensation, covered completely as terror
Enhances pain, to suffocate
Morose sensation, gasping for breath, drowning in viscera
Sinking in this tamped Hell, pestilent
Smothered in heaping chunks, stinking flesh putrefies
Decomposition ensures burial, inundated, languid doom
Iniquity, submerged ending, primeval swamp, sanguinary
Inescapable abuse
Starting to fade, blood saturates
Deadly embrace, immolated
Imbrued with pus of the dead
Eviscerate another life gutted soul
Morbidity, obliterate, engrossing plight fatal rot
Consuming scum, drenched in evil excrement
Sent to a world to die in pain by drowning in viscera
Engulfed in the innards, of rotting cadavers a rancid gore sea
Asphyxiation, tangled intestines become my reality
Choking on guts, morose sensation gasping for breath
Drowning in viscera
Eviscerate another life gutted soul
Morbidity, obliterate, engrossing plight fatal rot
Consuming scum, drenched in evil excrement
Sent to a world to die in pain by drowning in viscera.
7. HUNG AND BLED
Trying to conceal his murders the maniac, stabs, the, heart
Stops the flow, cleaning up the blood's a problem he now solves
Hooks, through, heels, hung and bled
Corpses are suspended by their feet
Swaying dripping bloody piece of meat
Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore
Splashing down, to the floor
Corpses he suspended turning pale
All the blood drained into his grail
Fastened to the ceiling dry and dead
Fluids of life, have been shed, hung and bled
Congealing fluids fester, the stench, revolting, septic, gruel
Putrid slop, licks the surface of his dungeon
A gruesome meal, rancid, feast, live on death
Corpses dangle lifeless gray and cold
Rotting flesh the meat hooks lose their hold
Stenching body falls onto the ground
Bones and flesh, form a mound
Sanguinary killer will not stop
Hanging dead replacing those that drop
Blood he drinks like wine their flesh his bread
In his maw, dripping red, hung and bled
Oozing blood the butcher's victims soak the concrete, putrefy
Halls of dread, draped with death
Ornate crimes, stalactites made of flesh, festooned with innards
Gaining life, sentient place, the stone walls breathe
Hungry soul, it can think, a genuine living Hell
Created by, the butcher he lost control
Owner and property change their roles
Constantly feeding the gluttonous room
He once ruled the chamber, now it's his tomb
Hung by their feet, drained, of blood swallowed by death
Greed of this place, bodies, decay, devoured by evil
Slave, to this Hell, he, creates, undying
Corpses are suspended by their feet
Swaying dripping bloody piece of meat
Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore
Splashing down, to the floor
Corpses he suspended turning pale
All the blood drained into his grail
Fastened to the ceiling dry and dead
Fluids of life, have been shed, hung and bled.
8. SANDED FACELESS
Rapacious for pleasure, scraping
Filing down with intense, grinding
Harsh abrasive friction, deface
Countenance now removed, forever
Scouring faces with flies, tedious rasping
Painstakingly grate the skin, insensate razing
Sanded faceless, a violent facial scrub
Malefic in nature, an art of shaving the bone
Insalubrious
Sanded faceless, sanded faceless
Rubbing off a humans, visage, enduring display of, malice
With celerity they, perish, countenance now removed, forever
Everything gone from the head, miasmal menace
All curves of a face are now smooth, forced a new surface
Sanded faceless, obscurity into black
Outrageous agenda, sensory perception lost, left to die in pain
Sanded faceless, sanded faceless
Insane appearance, eyeless, to calibrate the skull
Image erasing, soulless, retexturing of flesh
Suddenly to be, faceless, for perpetuity
Scouring faces with flies, tedious rasping
Painstakingly grate the skin, insensate razing
Sanded faceless, a violent facial scrub
Malefic in nature, an art of shaving the bone, insalubrious
Sanded faceless, sanded faceless.
9. MUTATION OF THE CADAVER
Lying on the table dead, coroner, completes his task
Examining the wretched stiff, suicide, the likely cause
Behind closed doors the change begins, then it grows
Mutation of the cadaver, mutation of the cadaver
Coroner returns to notice, subtle change, how can this be?
Must be his imagination, the man's been dead
For several days
The change continues after hours, different face
Mutilation of the cadaver, soon the corpse will change its shape
Who is it?
Mutation of the cadaver (x4)
The coroner returns and sees, the body has truly changed
The corpse has stolen his face, and now he loses his, mind
Shocking evolution, mutation of the cadaver
Hideous conversion, mutation of the cadaver
Postmortem upheaval, mutation of the cadaver
Awful transformation, mutation of the cadaver
Gruesome reconstruction, mutation of the cadaver.
10. WHEN DEATH REPLACES LIFE
Smashing, the human horde, crushing, religious filth
Nailing, invertedly the ones who plant the seeds of doubt
Wasting, inherent truth, confronting, an inner Hell
Cursing, subconsciously the ones who reap the seeds of doubt
How can humans play God, when they are all slaves?
Their lack of souls will lead them to an early grave
Condemned to live a life of unrelenting praise
Their rotted corpse remains when death replaces life
Tearing, the vocal chords of prophets, that spoke of lies
Unwanted, they are the ones controlling, the seeds of doubt
How can humans play God, when all they are are slaves?
Their lack of souls will lead them to an early, grave
Condemned to live a life of unrelenting praise
Their rotted corpse remains when death replaces life
Fearing their fate, they chose a random date
When all life would cease, and rapture would release
Trampling the meek, the gospel they did speak
Foretelling demise, speaking only lies, lies, lies, lies, lies
Feeding, the senseless souls of mindless, inhabitants
Not knowing, they are the ones, consuming, the seeds of doubt
Finding, the source of stimulation, unnurtured, realization
Of fools who will always against their will just end their lives
How can humans play God, when all they are are slaves?
Their lack of souls will lead them to an early grave
Condemned to live a life of unrelenting praise
Their rotted corpse remains when death replaces life.
11. GROTESQUE
Monstrous, my thoughts, revolting visions
Carnage, bloodbath, my dream
Gore soaked, my hands, hallucination, or real
I wield, the blade
Grotesque, mind, grotesque
Visions, murder, see myself slashing
The throats, victims, my friends
Horror, my crimes, fiendish memory
Did I, kill them? I must know
Did I kill? (x8)
Them?
Life long friend, cut off his head
How can this be? I butchered them
Why would I slaughter them?
Who gave me this knife to kill them with?
How could I chop them up?
Survey my massacre
fragments of my comrades carpet the ground below
I want to escape, stab myself, suicide
Wake me up, and set me free
Grotesque, mind, grotesque
Did I kill? (x8)
Them? Did I kill them?
12. NO REMORSE (METALLICA COVER)
No mercy, for what we are doing
No thought to even what we have done
We don't need, to feel the sorrow
No remorse for the helpless one
War without end
No remorse, no repent, we don't care, what it meant
Another day, another death
Another sorrow, another breath (x2)
Blood feeds, the war machine, as it eats its way across the land
We don't need, the feel the sorrow
No remorse is the one command
War without end
No remorse, no repent, we don't care, what it meant
Another day, another death
Another sorrow, another breath (x2)
Only, the strong survive, no one to save the weaker race
We are ready, to kill all comers
Like a loaded gun right at your face
War without end
No remorse, no repent, we don't care, what it meant
Another day, another death
Another sorrow, another breath (x2)
Attack
Bullets are flying, people are dying
With madness surrounding, all Hell's breaking loose
Soldiers are hounding, bodies are mounting
Cannons are shouting to take their abuse
With war machines going, blood starts to flowing
No mercy given to anyone here, the furious fighting
Swords are like lighting, it all becomes frightening to you
Know death is near
No, remorse.
Striking out with rage I pound him, stomp him
Cock-sucking bastard don't feel mercy for him
With bare hands I break his legs, break his neck
Now my jagged blade will bring him to his death
Savage killer, merciless machine
Butchering victims and watching them bleed
Savage killer, chopping off limbs
Butchering for revenge, heartless assassin
Now the cutting starts, I stab him, slash him
Less than a minute, he became a victim
Now I will sever his legs, his neck
Hatred enemy, his body I dissect, savage
Savage, butchery, ravage, ruthlessly
Veins spray blood it splashes in my eyes
Impulse of my rage will dictate how he dies
Chopped up while alive or killed with the first strike
What's left of his life is dripping from my knife
Savage killer, merciless machine
Butchering victims and watching him bleed
Savage killer, chopping off limbs
Butchering for revenge, heartless assassin
Savage, butchery, ravage, ruthlessly
Savage, butchery, savage.
2. HATCHET TO THE HEAD
Skull, fragments are, flying through the air
Brains and blood scattered just about, everywhere you look
Swing, of the hatchet gives permanent, damage
Head fractured, gaping hole, to incise the cranium
Slit open, crushed eyeballs dripping, hanging from the sockets
Steel cracked bone, with fatal trauma, to the cerebellum
Useful lust of gore
Hatchet, to the, head
Rekindled gore, obsess rend the weak
Mutilate then, murder consciously
Death, brought to the enemies, of the past
A, life of beheading, I must have
Pure revenge is burning inside me
Slit open, crushed eyeballs dripping, hanging from the sockets
Steel cracked bone, with fatal trauma, to the cerebellum
Useful lust of gore
Hatchet, to the, head
Hatchet to the head (x4)
Forced from deep inside, to hunt you
Bludgeoned torn apart veins erupted
Forever headless, rotting corpse
Recognition you are now beyond
Wretched, onslaught, slaughter
Faceless flesh remains from the victims
Hacked with brutal force, until slain
Consumed with anger, lunacy, relentless killing dependency
Slit open, crushed eyeballs dripping, hanging from the sockets
Steel cracked bone, with fatal trauma, to the cerebellum
Useful lust of gore
Hatchet, to the, head
Hatchet to the head (x4)
Chop it off.
3. PIT OF ZOMBIES
Captured by the priest of evil, deep inside the hive
Hellish dungeon filled with undead
Their rotting claws reaching for my legs
I hang above the ghouls, I know they want me for their food
Overwhelmed by deadly fear, hung above the zombie lair
Hanging by a thread above them, taken here to die
Rotting hands reaching for me
Their undead eyes see me as a meal, they want to eat alive
Mindless hunger in their eyes, filthy claws grasp at my feet
Slashing wounds, my ankles bleed
Pit of zombies, chasm teeming with undead, death is grisly
Lowered slightly now they reach me, I scream in frantic pain
Tearing off my feet with fury
The pain intense below my knees, my legs have been removed
They suck the blood from the wounds
Voracious zombies rend my thighs
They pull me down, my corpse they will divide
Pit of zombies, chasm teeming with undead
Their jaws await, me, a gruesome end the pit of zombies
Reanimated to devour, I watch them kill, me
They claw at my face, and rip off my scalp
Exposing my skull, arteries severed
Gushing blood showers them, drives them mad raging mob
A hideous feast, puncture my stomach, and tear out the guts
Devour entrails, rotting zombies have torn me apart
They gorge on my flesh, engulfed, consumed, this pit, my doom
Engulfed alive, consumed by death
This pit of zombies, my doom is here
Pit of zombies, chasm teeming with undead
Their jaws await me, a gruesome end the pit of zombies
Reanimated to devour, I watch them kill me.
4. DORMANT BODIES BURSTING
Bodies are bursting apart, volcanic eruption of guts
Exploding cadavers bring forth, a bloodbath to torment all life
The sky and the earth are now tainted by blood
Death is to blame for this enormous flood
The bodies are bursting apart, volcanic eruption of guts
Detonate, polluted, pandemic
Unburied decedents that no longer die
Dispelled amok amongst sickness, the dead and living are one
When dormant bodies are bursting
The sky and the earth are now tainted by blood
Death is to blame for this enormous flood
The bodies are bursting apart, volcanic eruption of guts
Infernal, disaster, revulsion
Dormant, bodies, bursting (x6)
Bodies are bursting apart, volcanic eruption of guts
Exploding cadavers bring forth, a bloodbath to torment all life
The sky and the earth are now tainted by blood
Death is to blame for this enormous flood
The bodies are bursting apart, volcanic eruption of guts
Detonate, polluted, pandemic.
5. COMPELLED TO LACERATE
Vicious thoughts will overpower, his virulent, mind, explodes
Unable to suppress the madness
He can't contain this inner pain, compelled, to
Lacerate, rendering for release
Set free souls through holes in their skin
Murdered, or have they been saved
Bleeding corpse his work of art, human, flesh, a canvas
Craftsman of macabre creations
He can't control it makes him whole, compelled to
Lacerate, rendering for release
Slicing through victims, and then he stands back
To admire, what he has done
Mutilate, ruptured figures sprawl
Slaughtered in a rage now left to be found, a gristly, gift of art
Mangle them, ripping death, lacerate them
Stunning victims with a club abducted with
Stealth, taken, to his home
Ropes and chains restrain his living subject of art, he stabs
Grating with a jagged edge his prey screams in pain
Writhing, under his knife
Driven to improve his victims through gruesome
Design, he cannot stop, compelled to
Lacerate, rendering for release
Mutilate, now, it's, time, to, slice
Mangle them, ripping death, lacerate them
Lacerate, rendering for release
Slicing through victims, and the he stands back
To admire, what he has done
Mutilate, ruptured figures sprawl
Slaughtered in a rage, now left to be found, a grisly, gift of art.
6. DROWNING IN VISCERA
Engulfed in the innards, of rotting cadavers a rancid gore sea
Asphyxiation, tangled intestines become my reality
Choking on guts, asphyxiation gasping for breath
Drowning in viscera
Slowly to taper away, dissipate
Absorbing this ultimate carnage surrounding me
Soaking in entrails decayed, decomposed
Entombed without reason, in moist isolation of repugnancy
Morose sensation, covered completely as terror
Enhances pain, to suffocate
Morose sensation, gasping for breath, drowning in viscera
Sinking in this tamped Hell, pestilent
Smothered in heaping chunks, stinking flesh putrefies
Decomposition ensures burial, inundated, languid doom
Iniquity, submerged ending, primeval swamp, sanguinary
Inescapable abuse
Starting to fade, blood saturates
Deadly embrace, immolated
Imbrued with pus of the dead
Eviscerate another life gutted soul
Morbidity, obliterate, engrossing plight fatal rot
Consuming scum, drenched in evil excrement
Sent to a world to die in pain by drowning in viscera
Engulfed in the innards, of rotting cadavers a rancid gore sea
Asphyxiation, tangled intestines become my reality
Choking on guts, morose sensation gasping for breath
Drowning in viscera
Eviscerate another life gutted soul
Morbidity, obliterate, engrossing plight fatal rot
Consuming scum, drenched in evil excrement
Sent to a world to die in pain by drowning in viscera.
7. HUNG AND BLED
Trying to conceal his murders the maniac, stabs, the, heart
Stops the flow, cleaning up the blood's a problem he now solves
Hooks, through, heels, hung and bled
Corpses are suspended by their feet
Swaying dripping bloody piece of meat
Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore
Splashing down, to the floor
Corpses he suspended turning pale
All the blood drained into his grail
Fastened to the ceiling dry and dead
Fluids of life, have been shed, hung and bled
Congealing fluids fester, the stench, revolting, septic, gruel
Putrid slop, licks the surface of his dungeon
A gruesome meal, rancid, feast, live on death
Corpses dangle lifeless gray and cold
Rotting flesh the meat hooks lose their hold
Stenching body falls onto the ground
Bones and flesh, form a mound
Sanguinary killer will not stop
Hanging dead replacing those that drop
Blood he drinks like wine their flesh his bread
In his maw, dripping red, hung and bled
Oozing blood the butcher's victims soak the concrete, putrefy
Halls of dread, draped with death
Ornate crimes, stalactites made of flesh, festooned with innards
Gaining life, sentient place, the stone walls breathe
Hungry soul, it can think, a genuine living Hell
Created by, the butcher he lost control
Owner and property change their roles
Constantly feeding the gluttonous room
He once ruled the chamber, now it's his tomb
Hung by their feet, drained, of blood swallowed by death
Greed of this place, bodies, decay, devoured by evil
Slave, to this Hell, he, creates, undying
Corpses are suspended by their feet
Swaying dripping bloody piece of meat
Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore
Splashing down, to the floor
Corpses he suspended turning pale
All the blood drained into his grail
Fastened to the ceiling dry and dead
Fluids of life, have been shed, hung and bled.
8. SANDED FACELESS
Rapacious for pleasure, scraping
Filing down with intense, grinding
Harsh abrasive friction, deface
Countenance now removed, forever
Scouring faces with flies, tedious rasping
Painstakingly grate the skin, insensate razing
Sanded faceless, a violent facial scrub
Malefic in nature, an art of shaving the bone
Insalubrious
Sanded faceless, sanded faceless
Rubbing off a humans, visage, enduring display of, malice
With celerity they, perish, countenance now removed, forever
Everything gone from the head, miasmal menace
All curves of a face are now smooth, forced a new surface
Sanded faceless, obscurity into black
Outrageous agenda, sensory perception lost, left to die in pain
Sanded faceless, sanded faceless
Insane appearance, eyeless, to calibrate the skull
Image erasing, soulless, retexturing of flesh
Suddenly to be, faceless, for perpetuity
Scouring faces with flies, tedious rasping
Painstakingly grate the skin, insensate razing
Sanded faceless, a violent facial scrub
Malefic in nature, an art of shaving the bone, insalubrious
Sanded faceless, sanded faceless.
9. MUTATION OF THE CADAVER
Lying on the table dead, coroner, completes his task
Examining the wretched stiff, suicide, the likely cause
Behind closed doors the change begins, then it grows
Mutation of the cadaver, mutation of the cadaver
Coroner returns to notice, subtle change, how can this be?
Must be his imagination, the man's been dead
For several days
The change continues after hours, different face
Mutilation of the cadaver, soon the corpse will change its shape
Who is it?
Mutation of the cadaver (x4)
The coroner returns and sees, the body has truly changed
The corpse has stolen his face, and now he loses his, mind
Shocking evolution, mutation of the cadaver
Hideous conversion, mutation of the cadaver
Postmortem upheaval, mutation of the cadaver
Awful transformation, mutation of the cadaver
Gruesome reconstruction, mutation of the cadaver.
10. WHEN DEATH REPLACES LIFE
Smashing, the human horde, crushing, religious filth
Nailing, invertedly the ones who plant the seeds of doubt
Wasting, inherent truth, confronting, an inner Hell
Cursing, subconsciously the ones who reap the seeds of doubt
How can humans play God, when they are all slaves?
Their lack of souls will lead them to an early grave
Condemned to live a life of unrelenting praise
Their rotted corpse remains when death replaces life
Tearing, the vocal chords of prophets, that spoke of lies
Unwanted, they are the ones controlling, the seeds of doubt
How can humans play God, when all they are are slaves?
Their lack of souls will lead them to an early, grave
Condemned to live a life of unrelenting praise
Their rotted corpse remains when death replaces life
Fearing their fate, they chose a random date
When all life would cease, and rapture would release
Trampling the meek, the gospel they did speak
Foretelling demise, speaking only lies, lies, lies, lies, lies
Feeding, the senseless souls of mindless, inhabitants
Not knowing, they are the ones, consuming, the seeds of doubt
Finding, the source of stimulation, unnurtured, realization
Of fools who will always against their will just end their lives
How can humans play God, when all they are are slaves?
Their lack of souls will lead them to an early grave
Condemned to live a life of unrelenting praise
Their rotted corpse remains when death replaces life.
11. GROTESQUE
Monstrous, my thoughts, revolting visions
Carnage, bloodbath, my dream
Gore soaked, my hands, hallucination, or real
I wield, the blade
Grotesque, mind, grotesque
Visions, murder, see myself slashing
The throats, victims, my friends
Horror, my crimes, fiendish memory
Did I, kill them? I must know
Did I kill? (x8)
Them?
Life long friend, cut off his head
How can this be? I butchered them
Why would I slaughter them?
Who gave me this knife to kill them with?
How could I chop them up?
Survey my massacre
fragments of my comrades carpet the ground below
I want to escape, stab myself, suicide
Wake me up, and set me free
Grotesque, mind, grotesque
Did I kill? (x8)
Them? Did I kill them?
12. NO REMORSE (METALLICA COVER)
No mercy, for what we are doing
No thought to even what we have done
We don't need, to feel the sorrow
No remorse for the helpless one
War without end
No remorse, no repent, we don't care, what it meant
Another day, another death
Another sorrow, another breath (x2)
Blood feeds, the war machine, as it eats its way across the land
We don't need, the feel the sorrow
No remorse is the one command
War without end
No remorse, no repent, we don't care, what it meant
Another day, another death
Another sorrow, another breath (x2)
Only, the strong survive, no one to save the weaker race
We are ready, to kill all comers
Like a loaded gun right at your face
War without end
No remorse, no repent, we don't care, what it meant
Another day, another death
Another sorrow, another breath (x2)
Attack
Bullets are flying, people are dying
With madness surrounding, all Hell's breaking loose
Soldiers are hounding, bodies are mounting
Cannons are shouting to take their abuse
With war machines going, blood starts to flowing
No mercy given to anyone here, the furious fighting
Swords are like lighting, it all becomes frightening to you
Know death is near
No, remorse.