Preccipitated to Hell Lyrics
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Album | Third Wound(2011) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Death Metal |
Labels | Violent, Hammer of Damnation |
Album rating : 70 / 100
Votes : 1
Votes : 1
1. Preccipitated to Hell (3:05)
The twin serpents of abyss blood
Representing duality,
Impelled to front in dare.
In the gross burning of pain,
Thirst, to put clots sanguine
Carnal instincts appear in mine to be.
In a dance of broken numbers
The denied Trinidad me it was revealed
Curving to your praise.
Violated it was, my rotten carcass,
Exhaling the pungent stink of dead meat!
Precipitate to hell, I went!
To have praised yourself,
Oh! Nazareno, son of the father.
In a dance of broken numbers
I feel it fried razor of death
Immaculate virgin, the where your Nativity,
Damned Earth.
War Saint!?, Is holocaust here.
I renounce your word, God of the weak and persuaded.
I accept to you, Oh! God of the forts and Merciless.
My pain is our encouragement.
The twin serpents of abyss blood
Representing duality,
Impelled to front in dare.
In the gross burning of pain,
Thirst, to put clots sanguine
Carnal instincts appear in mine to be.
Curving to your praise.
Violated it was, my rotten carcass,
Exhaling the pungent stink of dead meat!
Precipitate to hell, I went!
To have praised yourself,
Oh! Nazareno, son of the father.
Representing duality,
Impelled to front in dare.
In the gross burning of pain,
Thirst, to put clots sanguine
Carnal instincts appear in mine to be.
In a dance of broken numbers
The denied Trinidad me it was revealed
Curving to your praise.
Violated it was, my rotten carcass,
Exhaling the pungent stink of dead meat!
Precipitate to hell, I went!
To have praised yourself,
Oh! Nazareno, son of the father.
In a dance of broken numbers
I feel it fried razor of death
Immaculate virgin, the where your Nativity,
Damned Earth.
War Saint!?, Is holocaust here.
I renounce your word, God of the weak and persuaded.
I accept to you, Oh! God of the forts and Merciless.
My pain is our encouragement.
The twin serpents of abyss blood
Representing duality,
Impelled to front in dare.
In the gross burning of pain,
Thirst, to put clots sanguine
Carnal instincts appear in mine to be.
Curving to your praise.
Violated it was, my rotten carcass,
Exhaling the pungent stink of dead meat!
Precipitate to hell, I went!
To have praised yourself,
Oh! Nazareno, son of the father.
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Third Wound - Album Credits
Members
- Fábio Brunelli : Bass
- Fernando Nonath : Guitars
- Arthur Justo : Drums
- Luiz Carlos : Vocals
- Ricardo Lima : Guitars
- Guest/Session
- Diego Gonzalez : Guitars (lead) on "The Last Home"
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