Fragrance of Corpse Lyrics
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Album | Slaves to the Grave(2014) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Death Metal, Thrash Metal |
Labels | Rigor Mortis Records |
Album rating : 75 / 100
Votes : 1
Votes : 1
7. Fragrance of Corpse (3:12)
Hideous, disgusting, obnoxious and crude
A family outcast that's vile and rude
Secluded, abandoned, desolate, alone
Withdrawn from the world he lives on his own
Sadistic, inhuman, merciless and cruel
His own moral standards, his own set of rules
Chorus:
Putrid - Stinking smell
Rotting - Bodies swell
Decayed - Human skill
The Fragrance of Corpse is his stench of his kin
Pretending he's God to provide for his needs
Reattaching body parts until he succeeds
An assortment of heads, torsos and limbs,
Modern day Frankenstein creating his friends
Demented, unbalanced, unstable, deranged
Bodies of victims are severed and maimed
Revengeful, psychotic, vindictive, insane
Attaching choice pieces of human remains
Murdering, butchering, dissecting, mayhem
Constructing companions that never betray him
Chorus
Pretending he's God to provide for his needs
Reattaching body parts until he succeeds
An assortment of heads, torsos and limbs,
Modern day Frankenstein creating his friends
A family outcast that's vile and rude
Secluded, abandoned, desolate, alone
Withdrawn from the world he lives on his own
Sadistic, inhuman, merciless and cruel
His own moral standards, his own set of rules
Chorus:
Putrid - Stinking smell
Rotting - Bodies swell
Decayed - Human skill
The Fragrance of Corpse is his stench of his kin
Pretending he's God to provide for his needs
Reattaching body parts until he succeeds
An assortment of heads, torsos and limbs,
Modern day Frankenstein creating his friends
Demented, unbalanced, unstable, deranged
Bodies of victims are severed and maimed
Revengeful, psychotic, vindictive, insane
Attaching choice pieces of human remains
Murdering, butchering, dissecting, mayhem
Constructing companions that never betray him
Chorus
Pretending he's God to provide for his needs
Reattaching body parts until he succeeds
An assortment of heads, torsos and limbs,
Modern day Frankenstein creating his friends
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Slaves to the Grave - Lyrics
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3. Flesh for Flies Lyrics | 4. The Infected Lyrics |
5. Blood Bath Lyrics | 6. Ancient Horror Lyrics |
▶ 7. Fragrance of Corpse Lyrics | 8. Curse of the Draugr Lyrics |
10. Ludus Magnus Lyrics |
Slaves to the Grave - Album Credits
Members
- Bruce Corbitt : Vocals
- Mike Scaccia : Guitars
- Casey Orr : Bass, Vocals
- Harden Harrison : Drums, Vocals
- Guest/session Musicians:
- Al Jourgensen : Vocals on "Ludus Magnus"