Mekong Delta
EP • 1988
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
Marching through the jungle Small change to survive Shrapnell fire's pounding Men must leave their lives Corpses fill the graves They are defaced, they are bloated Mutilated limbs And no one knows from whom they are Treated as if they're garbage No one sheds a tear They die without honour Get burried with no name They die without honour Everyone's the same Back from hell again Not a chance is given Screaming from the gutter Die just like the others Corpses fill the graves They are defaced, they are bloated Mutilated limbs And no one knows from whom they are Treated as if you're garbage No one sheds a tear They die without honour Get burried with no name They die without honour Everyone's the same
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 17, 2025
When you'll come back home again Weary from the fight I will nurse your wounds and I'll release you from your weights You must be hungry and There's blood upon your hands So please come in and I will cure your fever Why don't you rest your head You long for warmth I bet You needn't worry of a thing when I'm near (He's the cure) I'm the cure I'm the cure What can just light up your heart When you're in the dark What just makes privation worth What's dearer to a man To see this face again To touch this body and To feel the blood pulsating in your veins Your hunger will be fed For every tear you've shed You'll get the threefold pay in just one long night (He's the cure) I'm the cure I'm the cure
Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 17, 2025
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