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 Terminal Spirit Disease » The lyrics [+ Bæta við +] |
1. _ The Beautiful Wound
My veins they are open
And yours to fill
My sins
Ain't easy to kill
Drowning in love, by bitterness warped
We sleep in different nights ugly and
Drugged, rotten to the core but i
Just can't let this die
My intellect bund
My will amputated
It's a sweet little need
Your need to be hated
Ugly, drugged and fevered
By bitterness warped
Your beauty rages through my veins
Declaring war
Drowning in love, by bitterness warped
Stab your darkness into me
Ugly and drugged, rotten to the core
I see a truth you cannot see
As smooth as the skin
The skin of fire
I'm at the mercy of urges
You're my funeral dyre
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2. _ And The World Returned
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3. _ Forever Blind
In this cell that is ours there is no pity
No sunrise on the cold plain that is our soul
No beckoning to a warm horizon
The sun shall never greet my eyes again
It is our world
It has been stolen from us, bastards
No goddamn sun
No goddamn pain
I've searched my heart for love
But all in vain
No goddamn sun, no goddamn pain
Exploring life without fear -
Without feeling i am one with
My torment and forever blind
My desire clenches itself in a hungry fist
And welcomes my soul to the thirst of dying
Mother of all, come take your revenge
The sun shall never greet my eyes again
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4. _ The Fevered Circle
Each day a mournful pity
Life looks upon you with scorn
Hopes life, visions elude
As your feeble breath is torn
Six sinister thorns of beauty
The claws of the nondivine
Our right to breathe
Our right to bleed
Forever denied
What some seek in the depths of the unknown
Need not be sought so far
Concealed it lurks behind
The truth of what we are
Each day a fevered circle
Life looks upon you with scorn
Six sinister claws of darkness
Strip your flesh to the bone
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5. _ The Swarm
catch fire - just like a living disease
Unholy desire - a world on it's knees
Our burning minds they are ridden of hope
In a dreaming utopia - dead on dope
A generation of obscenities
We have lost our faith in our own
Creativity
What is evil, but good
Tortured by it's own hunger and thirst?
The living end
The dwarped soul of man
The living end
The seetest of lies - it's embrace so warm
So void of life - one with the promised swarm
Our burning minds they are ridden of hope
In a dreaming utopia - dead on dope
A generation of obscenities
Our ignorance will be the end of humanity
A dead nation under one dead god
The living end
The dwarped soul of man
The living end
Written in napalm over genetic wastelands
We move on, our fate is to die by our own hand
A dead nation under one dead god
What is evil, buy good
Tortured by its own hunger and thirst?
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6. _ Terminal Spirit Disease
Can you feel the pain i feel?
I've lost all sense of what is real
I'm lost, in a world i detest
Can you feel the pain i feel?
This wound i've got will never heal
I'm lost, in the serpents own nest
Oh - set me free - crucify life itself
And let your joy be the reality,
Our suffering life - the dream
Pain, the highest order
Scorching the inside of my skin
Terminal spirit disease
An itch of thirst twisting my tortured nerves
Kill the worm that is depression
Join the leeches of opression
Unrure - twisted - logic now die
Kill the worm that is depression
My fevered - circle of damnation
Consumed by this torment divine
Terminal spirit disease
Terminal spirit disease
Your souls condemned to sing of life
Must die to be set free
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