1. |
Jesus Under Heroin
03:03
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Jesus on a heroin
Every day i learn new facets of abomination
Blasphemously glued mouths on all of my icons
Chorus: Please forgive my Father
SATAN!
Unleash your legions!
Father leave me in hell!
Mold in the frozen corner
Poisons my lungs
In the Name of all Saint
OR SATAN!
Perventine returns to reason
Heroin makes sick again
Impact wounds on the wrists
I like to tear them up
Veins swollen from slow shout out of my mouth pray
I am the one who is portrayed by mercy destroyed my mind by violence
My eyes are closed - to those who pray to another god
They childrens are cursed and will burn in hell
My ears don’t hear all your fucking prays
Chorus.
My body was bound by incredible fear
Limbs are denied. I’m continue my way
TO THE GRAVEYARD (3 times)
My eyes are closed but I see the light
Сold light from the darkest depths of hell
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2. |
The Tank Of Hatred
02:07
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Tank of hatred
I am born of blood, in a primordial pure form
Enemy is trembling with fear - emaciated!
I will give you your freedom - she‘s waiting for you in mass grave
Sprays of blood, on my undying shell
Born of steel to carry terror
Unkillable soul in violent machine
By vengeance generated error
designed to destroy the enemies of mankind
twenty six tons of pure horror
Heaven and hell collide
The Tank of hatred!
I do not take comands
I carry chaos and agony
Raging blood
Putrid purifer
Crippled by shots and endless fire
Under my caterpillars thousands of dismembered worms
They are destroyed, defeated by my undying shell
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3. |
Demon Of War
03:28
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Demon of war
I Invaded into your world
Spreading war and chaos everywhere
I am destruction
I am an ancient curse
I carry order and law
I am a demon of war
I am a demon of war
I am a demon of war
it’s time to kill!
Among the screams and crash of shells
I’m broke out eternity
Black smoke filled up a battlefield
I grinned opening my eyes
God of light leave me now!
I need my unholy rage
My evil eyes burn like fire
They searching new enemy
My soul is infused into any weapon,
Captures the mind of generals and soldiers
They see my past
They see a tonns of corpses
They eyes are burn like hell!
I am a demon of war
I am a demon of war
I am a demon of war
it’s time to kill!
demon of war
demon of war
demon of war
it’s time to kill!
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4. |
Enslaved
03:10
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Enslaved
Desire to survive forces to run without turning around
wounded body bleeds sucking the pieces of my life
bastards run after me, shoot at my feet. hurt me! kill me!
fall in dirt, dogs bite my head trying to get my throat
Bloody shackles
Narrow passage
In a cramped room a bunch of moving bodies
Cage is closed
Claustrophobic
We are trash and we are! we are enslaved!
Opened borders of pain
Im Enslaved
Open your brain to insane
Existance - all that remain to us - awareness kills hope
Damnation - lay on our souls - despair is like poison
Weak slave fall, he can’t rise up, he bleeds and crying
He is killed by guards, the hungry slaves tore him to pieces
Cage is closed
Claustrophobic
We are trash and dirt!
And we are! and we are enslaved!
We are assorted with a dirt ! Goddamned! Chunk of shit!
I am a corpse in living shell! Send me straight to hell!
Destroyed and enslaved!
Destroyed and enslaved!
Destroyed and enslaved!
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5. |
Combat Prosthesis
02:49
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Combat prosthesis
I see a flame of shells covering my eyes
Darkness that hides the truth, corrodes mucous membranes
Flash! and again the blackest darkness around
Complete despair, my detachment went to the line of defense
My leg is gnawed - disgusting
Leave me at least a part of me
I see the light - this is a support helicopter
Smog, dirt, and teeth gnawing at my leg
Refrain
Combat prothesis x2
My leg is gnawed - disgusting
My eyes cloud hate, i’m take my knife
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
I cut out his eyes - disgusting
They flow down onto my trophy boots
Solo of Mel Petrovich
I see nothing ahead of me - uncommonly
I AM - Combat prosthesis, combat prosthesis
Trembling in hands, lump in the throat
I AM - Combat prosthesis
world on fire, crying children - what did you want from me?
head of traitor is chopped and forever in my backpack
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6. |
Kilos Of Dead Flesh
03:57
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Kilos of dead flesh
For ever and ever children eat fathers
Fathers eat children, mothers eat up leftovers
Purity of thoughts is not important for bullet
It tears to pieces the bones of skull
Darkness of charged barrel
Pierced into moving mass
Mass of flesh, bones, blood and guts!
Lowing brutes is moving for slaughter
Caseshot rends the abdominal cavity
Kilos of dead flesh
Guns are fuming in burning hands
It’s tears with powder! Powder and blood!
Goes ahead, defending the food chain place
The saved remains of consciousness swallow the scraps of viscera
Kilos of dead flesh
Mothers give birth to children in factories
Endless conveyor of free food
Sweet taste of child meat gives hope for a bright future
Legions of citizens praise the dictator
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7. |
Purulent President
03:12
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Purulent president
Starving crowd - consists of rotten - filling all - the streets and alleys
No voices - their eyes are closed - their faces are looking down to soil
Their hands are bones - they mind is devastated
Crowded square - pulses with silent anger
They are attached to the main square of the city
Howling sirens and explosions of grenades
Purulent president - Brutality devilment
Purulent president - Brutality punishment
Elusive pride - rises like phoenix
Raised up eyes - full of desire to kill
Instead of weakness - strength, instead passivity - rage
The crowd crushes everything on its way to freedom
Eating the bodies - of fallen emperor servants
A crowd freed holy rage for nation freedom
On the pillars hang the uneaten corpses of clerks
It’s time to burn - burn in solemn fire
Die! Die! Die motherfucking bitch!
Here he is on his knees, he begs for mercy
pus flows from the gnawed parts of his body
His voice no longer commands respect
His office is covered by dismembered guards
A bloody sunset has risen over the country
Taste of corpse will return freedom and glory
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8. |
Frozen Hell
03:53
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Frozen hell
Snow clouds are coming
Taking away all the daylight
Ancient evil burst out
With all primordial might
Ridges of madness lie in ruins
Exposing black cyclopean towers
Ground buzz and monster howl
Coming dawn black cold
Inside of me - there is no place for resistance
My poisoned mind - does not believe in existence
I am left alone - expedition buried in glacier
There is no hope - i’m dying in cold prison
Thy Frozen Hell is my life
Thy Frozen hell
Black shoggots surround me
The crawl out from ancient ruins
Their palps fill the space
Darkness clouded my eyes
Inside of me - there is no place for resistance
My poisoned mind - does not believe in existence
I am left alone - expedition buried in glacier
There is no hope - i’m dying in cold prison
Frozen
It burst out , destroying my world, erasing cities and civilians
Freezing oceans, cold is getting closer, killing mankind
There is no blood - blood vessels turns into frozen rivers
Thy Frozen Hell is my life
Thy Frozen hell
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Blood Dust
Torturing, scattering - exhausting lobotomy
Blasphemy, agony - we need it
Torturing, scattering - exhausting lobotomy
Blasphemy, agony - we blood dust
Walls are covered by a thick layer of blood
Floor is a black swill
Circular saw stands on operation table
Waiting new victim
Bloodstained surgery robe
Ragged respirator
In the evil eyes of sadist doctor
Devastating blood dust
Torturing, scattering - exhausting lobotomy
Blasphemy, agony - we need it
Torturing, scattering - exhausting lobotomy
Blasphemy, agony - we blood dust
(Вместе)
Devastation
Exhumation
Execution
Trepanation
Trepanation - they deserved their suffer
Torned bodies lie in a heap
Execution - doctor prepared for surgery
Clean table from their guts
Exhumation - circular saw set up
Devastation
Exhumation
Execution
Trepanation
Torturing, scattering - exhausting lobotomy
Blasphemy, agony - we need it
Torturing, scattering - exhausting lobotomy
Blasphemy, agony - we blood dust
Dismembering my flesh
Tearing me apart
Cripples my mind and body
Bloody dust in the air
Severed hands and feet
I dont feel pain anymore
The only thing i wish
To see a black screen of Death
Torturing, scattering - exhausting lobotomy
Blasphemy, agony - we need it
Torturing, scattering - exhausting lobotomy
Blasphemy, agony - we blood dust
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10. |
Hunger
02:43
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Hunger
Who eats a human meat
Should never forget it
Never eat indigent people - it’s full of Hate!
I’m devour they with their guts, i’m realised (it) to late
Never eat affluent people - it’s full of Shit!
I reguirgitated every time when i’m eaten their greasy meat
My Sto - mach is full - but i’m not satisfied
Their Blood - on my arms - too much to recognized
I’m never taking anymore
I’m always leaving last corpse
For my family - who likes eat corpse devoured by worms
Cannibal childrens useful to eat rotten meat
Exhausting hunger!
Bleeding whore
Going under
Asking more
Inspiring hunger!
Gnawed throat
Not for anger
Just to fill my mouth!
I - I’m breaking her fragile neck, сut her fleshy cheeks
Gutting her insides and throwing her guts out to the dogs
I’m never taking anymore
I’m always leaving last corpse
My sons are hungry, they no eating for a long time
All who did hunted for us - covered with a lot layers of blood
Chorus.
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