Every Last Cruelty Lyrics
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Album | A Dying Art(2010) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Brutal Death Metal |
Labels | Underground Movement Records |
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7. Every Last Cruelty
With every word you speak you're screaming
A work of violence turns a body to dust
You're crawling closer to blunt trauma homicide
I see a stillborn infant want deep in your eyes
Neglect the bruises stop the bleeding
Your conscience pleads but you try to ignore
The fucking screaming you can't take it anymore
A violent death as the child's body hits the floor
The monster, the parent, the violence, the demon,
the cruelty, the horror you see when you sleep
The feeling of burning skin sticking to clothing a prelude to torment that's yet to begin
Lying lifeless dead unconscious
Remorse subsides as the corpse convulses
A lasting silence in its embryonic stage
A twisted body white in colour lies and bleeds
The monster, the parent, the violence, the demon,
the cruelty, the horror you see when you sleep
The feeling of burning skin sticking to clothing a prelude to torment that's yet to begin
Lay your hands on his body, feel the dying heat,
Let the minutes pass, stone cold
I am rigor-mortis your rigid dead friend
Blood continues to flow I am the dead
Your rigid dead friend. The blood continues to flow
Red streams move like crimson fingers
Slowly gripping that black patterned floor
Your wicked dead friend. Our blood continues to flow
Bloodshot eyes, that red facade
A broken bone, fractured skull catastrophe
A work of violence turns a body to dust
You're crawling closer to blunt trauma homicide
I see a stillborn infant want deep in your eyes
Neglect the bruises stop the bleeding
Your conscience pleads but you try to ignore
The fucking screaming you can't take it anymore
A violent death as the child's body hits the floor
The monster, the parent, the violence, the demon,
the cruelty, the horror you see when you sleep
The feeling of burning skin sticking to clothing a prelude to torment that's yet to begin
Lying lifeless dead unconscious
Remorse subsides as the corpse convulses
A lasting silence in its embryonic stage
A twisted body white in colour lies and bleeds
The monster, the parent, the violence, the demon,
the cruelty, the horror you see when you sleep
The feeling of burning skin sticking to clothing a prelude to torment that's yet to begin
Lay your hands on his body, feel the dying heat,
Let the minutes pass, stone cold
I am rigor-mortis your rigid dead friend
Blood continues to flow I am the dead
Your rigid dead friend. The blood continues to flow
Red streams move like crimson fingers
Slowly gripping that black patterned floor
Your wicked dead friend. Our blood continues to flow
Bloodshot eyes, that red facade
A broken bone, fractured skull catastrophe
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