Gorguts - With their flesh

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God itself, for him has always been
A stupid, grotesque person worthless to believe in
With the help of his sick morbidous studies
He denied god s existence with demented theories

He can revive, imortalize
The coldest flesh now dead for a while

Limbs of those forgotten
Structures his creation
Which now awaits
The omnious resurrection

[Lead: Marcoux]

The light of life, through his syringe glows
Soon, in the veinsm the soul will flow
Injections in a body once deceased... Re-animates
The flesh-made puzzle soon will start to breathe
Regenerate

Removing stiffness in every limb
Metabolism of life has started from within

[Lead: Lemay]

Terrified, he beholds
The rise of his creation
Guided by an artificial soul
Zombified, uncontrolled

With their flesh, he ll create...
With their flesh, he ll create...

Remnants of the dead
Structured his creation
Which has failed
The omnious resurrection

Inne utwory

  • Rapturous grief
  • A path beyond premonition
  • Considered dead
  • Obscura
  • Stiff and cold
  • Elusive treasures
  • Subtle body
  • Bodily corrupted
  • The quest for equilibrium gain
  • Behave through mythos
  • La vie est prelude
  • Hideous infirmity
  • Rottenatomy
  • Clouded
  • Drifting remains
  • Faceless ones

    • Losowe utwory

    Goodnight

    Someone sings
    In a sweet voice
    Tonight
    Everything s all right
    Mother is coming
    Up the stairs
    She tells a story
    Of a manetee
    Someone sings
    In a sweet voice
    Tonight
    Everything s all right

    Sleep with me

    Heavy head and harbour mine
    Red soaked cloud at my blood shot eye
    The faithful scatter, they re running away
    Along for the ride
    With all of my shame
    Now I need someone
    Oh sleep with me, sleep with me
    Dark night coming won t you, sleep with me
    Those...

    Awake enough

    Centered photo lines capture the sentimental waves
    And we all take our places to reconcile all the faces outside
    the frame
    Is this camouflage or just some dream
    To atone our sins and watch them fall to their knees
    Clean

    I am not awake enough
    I am not awake enough

    I...

    Ny ny

    [Clue]
    DJ Clue.. Desert Storm.. Angie Martinez.. Prodigy..
    Live from New York nigga..

    [Angie]
    Uhh.. uhh.. yo-yo, uhh, yo
    They say it ain t where you from that it s where you at
    But where I m from, y all can tell, don...

    She walks on me

    Geeks do not have pedigrees
    Or perfect punk rock resumes
    Or anorexic magazines
    It smells like girl, it smells like girl

    She walks over me
    She walks over me

    Hold you close like we both died
    My ever-present suicide
    My...