Razors edge, Outlines the dead, Inscisions in my head...
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Sat Feb-14-04 10:39 PM
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Seasons in the Abyss:
Razors edge Outlines the dead Incisions in my head Anticipation the stimulation To kill the exhilaration
Close your eyes Look deep in your soul Step outside yourself a And let your mind go Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die
Close your eyes And forget your name Step outside yourslef And let your throughts drain As you go insane...insane
Inert flesh A bloody tomb A decorated splatter brightens the room An execution a sadist ritual Mad intervals of mind residuals Close your eyes Look deep in your soul Step outside yourslef And let your mind go Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die
Close your eyes and forget yoru name Step outside yoruself and let your thoughts drain As you go insane...insane
Innate seed To watch you bleed A demanding physical need Desecrated eviscerated Times prostrated
Death's head:
Death's pointed at your head Your mind's on the trigger pull it Bludgeon bodies give up their muted horror story Scene of your rage Death is not strange Blood on the walls You stand alone satisfied
I'll wake the silence in you I'll shoot the violence through you
Terrified by the thought that you are all alone Paralyzed by the fact that you are not alone You're losing your mind, I´m losing control You're losing your mind, as I bury your world
I'll wake the silence in you I'll shoot the violence through you I can't remember yet someone always seems to die You are the reason why I became the chosen one I've got the right God makes no sense I've got the right I feel my back against the wall
( Lead: Hanneman)
Death's pointed at your head Your mind's on the trigger pull it Bludgeon bodies give up their muted horror story Scene of my rage Scene of my rage Death is your name You're facing your grave I taste your tears caress your face I watch you lie insane Dying for love Praying to die I want what's inside you Dressed in your blood Your wear it well Dying because I care Your eyes are wide but you can't see Rotting my lust away I'll shoot the violence through you And I wake the parts that´s dead I hate the silence in you I want what's in you head
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