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Grave - Inhuman

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Walk the last steps of the face of the earth
Dismembered bodies, fallen victims of decay
Fallen from above, prophecy of death
Agonizing torment to wipe out the inhuman

Shattered shreds of life, tearing my inner side
Rise from the turf, as my guts regurge
Procession to the wise, gasping to survive
Mutilated stiffs, desecrating tombs.

God of all life and humanity
Slayed by evil conspiracy
Putrefying all of the remaining life
Dismember his body as you watch

Shattered shreds of life, tearing my inner side
Rise from the turf, as my guts regurge
Procession to the wise, gasping to survive
Mutilated stiffs, desecrating tombs.

Now you will die
As you take your final breath
Visions appear
From the darkest death

Walk the last steps of the face of the earth
Dismembered bodies, fallen victims of decay
Fallen from above, prophecy of death
Agonizing torment to wipe out the inhuman

Shattered shreds of life, tearing my inner side
Rise from the turf, as my guts regurge
Procession to the wise, gasping to survive
Mutilated stiffs, desecrating tombs.

Inne utwory

  • Heretic
  • Obscure infinity
  • Turning black
  • Epic obliteration
  • Receiver
  • Brutally deceased
  • Winternight
  • And here i die
  • Morbid way to die
  • Scars
  • Christi(ns)anity
  • Rise
  • Rain
  • Out of the light
  • Thorn to pieces
  • Losowe utwory

    Rememba

    This city ain’t for the livin’
    it is for the dead
    and this place ain’t for the givin’
    it’s for the ones that take
    nine to five twenty four seven
    everyday’s the same
    don’t wanna die this way
    I wanna fly away
    the meter ah run
    and soon we gotta pay
    there’s a traffic jam
    on the fast lane
    if I could...

    Życie to nie boisko

    Już mrok
    Księżyc nad chmurą gdzieś siadł
    Więc zamknij drzwi
    To pora
    By sobie wszystko wybaczyć
    I przywołać sny
    Nie możesz wiecznie gnać
    Wciąż tak wiele spraw
    Znów jutro w lustrze twoja twarz

    Ty wiesz
    Masz jeszcze wiele przed sobą
    Tak długich dni
    Dla których
    Znów w siebie...

    A photograph of you

    What good is a photograph of you?
    Everytime I look at it,
    It makes me feel blue!

    What use is a souveneir
    Of something we once had,
    When all it ever does is
    Make me feel bad!

    I wish I could tear it up,
    But then again I...

    The other side

    Broken hopes in a world of lies
    It makes me blind as it penetrates my eyes
    No escape from their morbid minds
    Release me from this pain
    Release me from this pain

    Now i see the other side
    Emptiness and despair
    Crushed my head into a wall
    In a desperate try to die

    In a desperate try to die

    Just...

    Keys to the world

    Institutions, you run through them
    Oh from the age of five
    And no one loves you,
    Cares if you lived or you died

    Here we go again
    In your room your idle pleasures
    the sinking sands fell through the net
    no one to catch them

    Here we go again
    In...