Lacerated Lyrics
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Album | Process of a Rotting World(2014) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Death Metal |
Labels | Rising Nemesis Records |
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8. Lacerated (4:53)
Traces of my blood
Is the first thing that I notice
a splinter in my head
pulse on mighty frequency
Dazed I lift my head
Recognizing ash and smoke
Then I faint again
After seeing that I am doomed
I try to feel my body
Try to collect my wits
an attempt to rise
fails because I’m paralyzed
No way out
No mercy
No chance, all faith has left me
Pain only
Can’t stand it
Can’t grasp my screams are useless
I feel Death surrounds me
Feel the souls it’s feasting on
Destined to suffer
and to prepare for my decease
Still calling my mind
No reaction, barely there
subconsciously perceiving
the ultimate destruction
Here I am
abandoned
left here so
badly wounded
will not live
tomorrow
curling in front of
Death’s door
SUFFER!
can’t take a breath
cannot escape from this grave
will not recreate
will die, my body torn apart
burning pain pervades my body
pungent prang torments the membranes
vomit is accumulating
shaking coiling cry for dying
broken limbs no blood left in me
sores as pest holes germs collecting
shattered head mud in my brain cells
choking on my disgorged fluid
Why
does it have to go on
Why
will this torture not cease
Burn!
Bleed!
Die!
This relentless hell devours my soul
Is the first thing that I notice
a splinter in my head
pulse on mighty frequency
Dazed I lift my head
Recognizing ash and smoke
Then I faint again
After seeing that I am doomed
I try to feel my body
Try to collect my wits
an attempt to rise
fails because I’m paralyzed
No way out
No mercy
No chance, all faith has left me
Pain only
Can’t stand it
Can’t grasp my screams are useless
I feel Death surrounds me
Feel the souls it’s feasting on
Destined to suffer
and to prepare for my decease
Still calling my mind
No reaction, barely there
subconsciously perceiving
the ultimate destruction
Here I am
abandoned
left here so
badly wounded
will not live
tomorrow
curling in front of
Death’s door
SUFFER!
can’t take a breath
cannot escape from this grave
will not recreate
will die, my body torn apart
burning pain pervades my body
pungent prang torments the membranes
vomit is accumulating
shaking coiling cry for dying
broken limbs no blood left in me
sores as pest holes germs collecting
shattered head mud in my brain cells
choking on my disgorged fluid
Why
does it have to go on
Why
will this torture not cease
Burn!
Bleed!
Die!
This relentless hell devours my soul
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Process of a Rotting World - Lyrics
Process of a Rotting World - Album Credits
Members
- Simon Orth : Bass
- Ingo Kolb : Drums
- Alexandre Matic : Guitars
- Simon Stürmlinger : Guitars
- Christian Strobel : Vocals