Blood
Album • 1992
This track is instrumental.
1000 eyes look at you - 1000 things becoming true Things of passion things of crime - Life is short so use your time You aren't safety at the street - A sacrifice of human breed Pain is slipping very deep - if you fall in endless sleep Your friends dies - ... AND NO ONE CRIES The feebleness of your body - impossible to study They tell you what to do - personality is cut in two You're a victim of lies - ...BUT NO ONE CRIES Weakness - disease - misery - for me Million eyes look at you million things becoming true Things of passion things of crime - Life is unreal so waste your time Pain is slipping very deep - you fall in endless sleep
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
Gather around so I can tell you What will happen to you in days to come First you must paint all in black And pay with eyes - look out for his plans - They don't end with one mans death Some guys are climaxed in the ministry of jesus You have betrayed and murdered the righteous ones No, beware of this words - full of holy spirit Look up to heaven and see - the glory of god And jesus standing at hid right hand ..... Don't follow their last words in the face of death While they were stoned him he prayed Lord jesus, receive my spirit - then he fall asleep The hope of eternal life - Isn't only tied to the one person of jesus christ - he's crucified maggot mealed corpse Sacrified in the first chapter Of satanic ceremonies
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
You do so cool - you are the boss Listen to hard music - look the bloody films Laugh about catastrophes - be happy when men die Like the execution - and so the abortion Feel the horrible SCARES OF SOUL Their existence is eternal In the night you hear the owl Your shower is supermal In the night you dream - of love and safety No one talks to you - no friend, ever be alone When you arrive everywhere - others left this place So no one is here - only you in your fear THE SCARES OF SOUL forever You can't discribe their existence The truth be offered never You're nobody acceptance
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
DAMNATION - of your past Stigmatized of gone activities Society don't forgive your faults in younger years You hate the state Political activities aren't important for you But everyone asks you for your public opinion DAMNATION Are you right answer You don't fit in their political scheme DAMNATION The public domain is not your territory Something goes wrong in the social-gathering You aren't the only one who made rags DAMNATION But people call you nauseous Aren't they disgusting themselves Aren't they damned by their past Aren't alone as you are alone
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
As soon as torn from womb until death I'll stand in your way Setting a barrage to these souls Which christian and holy Locked the doors to your refuge Keep one's eye on all fellow-believers Prepare for bloodshed to the final punishment Wickedness has haunted christ-possession HARASS believer ..... delete lord's prayer Engrained wicked ..... god dethroned HARASS believer ..... enmity of fraud Engrained wicked ..... enthronization
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
The cannibalism of capitalists Gobbles the poor and week Thei health is your suffering All activities go out to one goal Power, control, might and money A company of death The cooperation of corruption Mercyless slaughter of the innocent The JOIN STOCK COMPANY Looking for new market-gaps To eliminate rivals If you aren't able to compete they also taste you Like feasting million of others Mould up everything then drop like a hot patato Fatal exploitation will also reach you If you won't open your eyes....
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
I'm right, you're wrong - you're weak, I'm strong Your words are dotage, My mouth tells the wisdom These are the men in the white jackets In hospital DOGMATIZE - shut up, and be quiet The doctors life - the patients death DOGMATIZE Rip this at arm, cut that leg - Ampute this hand, open this head Infections, tablettes and inhalations, The people becoming things Slaves of the medical practioners.... DOGMATIZE
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
Engulfed in the flames A mother and her unborn child Too feeble to escape In death the wife give life Mummified flesh born of the deceased A miscarriage such a misery of prenatal death Embodiment of dead flesh Procreated of her remains A stillborn beloved child she'll never see the dead freaks she begots SELF IMMOLATION ...A sick way to die
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
March 1876 - the season of dead begun A never ending fight between human and animal The sun will raise the path Between home and horizon Whalers wife has to say good bye to their husband A feeling of loneliness and uncertainty take place Month after month - year after year The see takes its victims That's the path where the widows walk That's the way where no one talks The time is over - this season is history Bread for a year or mourning for eternity
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Death - a world of pain lies in this world Death - is eternal sleep Death - is a silent man, But he conquers everyone Every step in life is a step towards death Nobody escapes death if he hadn't escaped life If there wouldn't be death Nobody would apreciate life Maybe one hasn't yet a name for it
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
The medicine marches forward To a perfect of all organs The life expectancy becomes bigger To the total immortality A body of silicon The time of cloning has just begun Die - you fucking freaks Annihilate the BOUGHT BEAUTY The ugly-faced rich Bought new parts of their body Through cosmetic operations From head to feet The reek of putrefaction is in you The pulpy alied material starts to rot The pulsating pap in your veins Punish you for that wicked fault
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
Dogmas of the past - thou holy might has faded Traditional rites - misunderstood in modern days Religions turn to helpless - the feeble is discovered I came back from a journey to future Walked through mists others couldn't move Discovered things you can't imagine The day will come you go through 'em Death ... of millions Funerals ... of millions Continents ... swallowed by the sea A god ... who left the world False prophecies became true The holy might has got nobody PAST BELIEF CESSION has begun ... I'm nobody
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
Enter the stairs to this last hope Never know what's hiding behind Thought the flames and tortured corpses Were illusions But it's a mirror where you topple to the master Ceremonies which crushed the altar A priest in a shattered pulpit Your simplicity for your feebleness Will be punished for eternity Take comfort ... you're not the only one This suffering is for masses Incarcerated in a building grizzled machinations Never more a shelter ... your god is distorted MASS DISTORTION ... the end in everlasting fire
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
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The swampy creatures - full of slime Green and red of human bloody innards Will raise the mangled torsos There's no hope in everlasting haze Down - this is the final settlement To the swamp - Goring the votaries of slipping mutants Is this our determination? Shrinks our horrendous magalomania DOWN TO THE SWAMP It's the final settlement
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 11, 2026
Go and see the technical evolution The world's full of computized things See the washmachine, look at the record - player Non is been working by hand You but the things and all looks good But you mustn't wait long To see the shit TECHNICAL ABORTION Now you only can throw them away Mystic sounds of you TV - extreme heat of your rack No mechanic could help you - it's too complicated for all It look like programmed bombs inside the appliances That blown up after the guarantee is lapsed
Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 15, 2026
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Welcome to the TERRORAISE The movies weren't enough You got sick of all the fakes - And now you want some blood Pick up your hero place your bets - I wonder who will die TERRORAISE - life is so cheap TERRORAISE - you must stay on your feet Smell the sweat taste of blood - in your movie seat Think of what the future holds - When death is the retreat Kids will grow up fat on violence - Murder is the norm And you'll be in the picture-show- Like just another pawn TERRORAISE
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 11, 2026
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