Calm the Urge Lyrics
Band | |
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Album | Violent Procreation(2014) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Thrash Metal |
Labels | War Anthem Records |
Album rating : 90 / 100
Votes : 1
Votes : 1
6. Calm the Urge (6:42)
Obsessed with a dream
Craving unconditional love
A pure soul to set free
To caress and embrace for life
Drowning in this urge
A monstrous thought was given birth
Disordered by sick lust
Most foul desire to be close
A violent premature birth
Shrieks in the forets unheard
Stiff limbs convulse in pain
Trembling unrestrained
"This child is mine
I ripped it out
In blood it was born
Cold fresh as ice
I gave it warmth
From a womb to arms
This child is mine"
A sore pounding pain
Scars deep down growing unhealed
Slightly driven insane
Patrionized and unbelieved
Dying to be touched
Emotions overwhelm the rational mind
A longing much to strong
Their kind attention worth killing for
Disemboweled
And left to rot
Wrists and throat slit
Smeared in a pile of dirt
Freezing dead skin
Pale and pealed
Shamelessly exposed
Decomposed woman child
Faint hands tied from behind
Young womb opened wide
Helplessly bleeding to death
As organs are cut right out
"This child is mine
I ripped it out
In blood it was born
Cold fresh as ice
I gave it warmth
From a womb to arms
This child is mine"
Without
Consideration
The deed seemed harmless
to act upon
Without
Compassion
it was not hard
Craving unconditional love
A pure soul to set free
To caress and embrace for life
Drowning in this urge
A monstrous thought was given birth
Disordered by sick lust
Most foul desire to be close
A violent premature birth
Shrieks in the forets unheard
Stiff limbs convulse in pain
Trembling unrestrained
"This child is mine
I ripped it out
In blood it was born
Cold fresh as ice
I gave it warmth
From a womb to arms
This child is mine"
A sore pounding pain
Scars deep down growing unhealed
Slightly driven insane
Patrionized and unbelieved
Dying to be touched
Emotions overwhelm the rational mind
A longing much to strong
Their kind attention worth killing for
Disemboweled
And left to rot
Wrists and throat slit
Smeared in a pile of dirt
Freezing dead skin
Pale and pealed
Shamelessly exposed
Decomposed woman child
Faint hands tied from behind
Young womb opened wide
Helplessly bleeding to death
As organs are cut right out
"This child is mine
I ripped it out
In blood it was born
Cold fresh as ice
I gave it warmth
From a womb to arms
This child is mine"
Without
Consideration
The deed seemed harmless
to act upon
Without
Compassion
it was not hard
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Violent Procreation - Lyrics
Violent Procreation - Album Credits
Members
- Victor Holmström (R.I.P. 2014) : Drums
- Fredrik Pellbrink : Vocals, Guitars
- Joel E. Sundin : Bass