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CLANGFORGE LYRICS
"Flesh Cacophony" (1999 Demo)
1. Gradual Necrosis
2. Otrechenie
3. Transplantation of rotten organs
4. Teatr Raspyatiy
5. Patologicheskaya Emetofilia
6. Child's Play (Carcass Cover)
7. Vechno Umiraya
1. Gradual Necrosis
Medicine man is cutting corpses.
Rotting senses are beneath the knives.
Fasten seat belts to prepare for the rot.
Someone digs your stomache
Through the fog hear
the voices of your gods.
Know they used to damage.
Hurry it is beginning of the pain.
It is filling your like gain.
Feel how hands are dying out.
For the youth you've lost.
Chorus:
You've lost all sensors
From gradual necrosis.
2. Otrechenie
Ya otreksya ot neba, krov' est' moe nachalo,
nakormi mne venu, vysosi iz menya otravu.
Ya obhozhu storonoj paralizovannyj mir.
Tolpy zaplevannyh dush vhodyat v
beskonechnyj krug. Lyudi gubyat svoj razum
im nezachem zhit'. Ya ne boyus' tebya, v strahe
pered prirodoj sozdannyj bog. Ya razorval
pautiny merzkoj very, moj razum svoboden
ot cerkovnyh dogm. Proch' ot lzhivyh bogov!
Izbav' svoe soznanie ot yadovitogo tumana,
nasil'no nakachivaemogo v tvoyu krov'
apostolami licemeriya, zhestokimi tiranami.
Religioznaya fal'sh' izvrashchaet real'nye
otnosheniya v prirode, grabit i kalechit dushi
lyudej. Religioznaya otrava pogloshchaet mozg.
Holodnoe serdce s ogromnoj ranoj,
prikovano slepoj veroj k krestu.
Fanatichnye ubijstva "nevernyh".
Paralizaciya umstvennogo techeniya
zhizni. Stremleniya k gospodstvu nad massami.
Krovavye, zhestokie kul'ty vo ustrashenie.
Vot istinnoe lico religii! Nasil'stvennoe
prinuzhdenie verit' v pravednyh? zhestokih
bogov!!! Ustrashenie prizyvami licezret',
kak platyat za nesovershennye grehi.
Zakuj svoyu svobodu cepyami, chitaya
filosofiyu absurdnyh knig. Ya zhe svoboden
ot otvratitel'nyh ideologij, skovyvayushchih
svobodomyslie.
3. Transplantation of rotten organs
Surgeon smiles body is brought
All is ready to begin the act
What the hell,scalpels are blunt
Well,begin this experience
How do you think he will live?
We see but it is so amusing
Give me this rotten lungs
And these bleeding intestines
Why does he become blue?
Doctor, doctor as for me he is dead
Shit, I've got dirty my new coat
Throw away him I think he is dead.
Operation finished well: patient dies.
There is blood on floor and wall
I'm still listening her screams
It is a need to avoid from
disfigured body. I will burn him.
4. Teatr Raspyatiy
Beskonechnye illyuzii razryvayut mozg.
Videniya chernoj abstraktnosti hvatayut
za gorlo. Mirazh carstvennogo
sushchestvovaniya ne vypuskaet razum.
Medlenno padaya v bezdonnuyu propast',
oni krichat svoim bogam. Oni proshli
cherez utratu umstvennyh sposobnostej
i omovenie sobstvennoj krovi. Oni
nuzhdayutsya v bezumnoj boli, chtoby
vpadat' v ekstaz. Zhertvy krovavoj
igry religioznogo fanatizma, zhestokih
i alchnyh lichnostej. Uchat svoi roli,
primeryaya maski glupcov i samoubijc.
Za chernym zanavesom ih zhdet palach, no
net sozhaleniya, zagipnotizirovannye i
podverzhennye asketizmu. Oni dostigli
pika sovershenstva, sluzha peshkami u
zhestokih pravitelej. Duhovnyj zakon
dlya tragedij poteryannyh soznanij
prikovyvaet k krestu bezumnyh akterov.
Sozdanie sklepa dlya pohoron samoubijc
vyzyvaet vostorg u zhivyh. Molitvy v
nikuda i blagoslovenie sobstvennoj smerti.
Instinkt vechnosti vnushaetsya odinakovymi
snami. Ih mysli odinakovy v dlitel'noj
agonii. Semya zhestokogo predstavleniya s
zhertvoprinosheniyami vlivaetsya vo chrevo
obezumevshih materej. Bezlikie, oni
razygryvayut spektakli pered svoimi det'mi,
lishaya ih svobody. Vtoroe rozhdenie
duhovnosti v mucheniyah i smerti.
5. Patologicheskaya Emetofilia
Razvratnye mysli presleduyut moe
bol'noe soznanie i ya gnoyu svoj
rassudok, v zhelaniyah sovokuplyat'sya s
vonyucheyu gnil'yu. Ya vozbuzhdayus' smotrya
na rvotnuyu massu, chto-to nechelovecheskoe
prisutstvuet v moej psihike. Eyo lico
sil'no iskazhaetsya. V uzhasnyh konvul'siyah
ona carapaet svoyu kozhu. Ona zhelaet
umeret', i eto ponyatno, ne kazhdyj vyderzhit
mucheniya, kogda sliz' i sgnivshie vnutrennosti
vyhodyat naruzhu cherez rotovoe otverstie.
Gnojnoe zhele b'et struej i bryzzhet.
Devushka pohozha na organicheskoe mesivo,
zarazhennoe smertel'noj infekciej. Vse,
chto proishodit pered moimi glazami ne
vyzyvaet u menya otvrashcheniya. Naoborot
moya strast' i pohot' vozrastayut. No eyo telo
menya ne interesuet! Ya razvrashchayus' s eyo
rvotoj, moj chlen vonzaetsya v ee gortan'.
Sliz' i krov' lipnut k nemu, ya lizhu eyo
zlovonnyj yazyk, gnojniki formiruyutsya na
nem. Slizyvayu s eyo gub vse nechistoty.
Ya trahayu rvotnuyu massu, vonzaya chlen v
gniluyu zhizhu (smes' krovi i plesnevelyh
vnutrennostej). Zarazhenie snizilo funkcii
pishchevareniya. S narusheniem obmena veshchestv
v organizme obrazuyutsya produkty ne polnogo
raspada i toksina. Organizm podverzhen
intoksikacii. Toksicheskoe povrezhdenie
pochki i otek intersticial'noj tkani. V
krovi nakaplivayutsya azotistye shlaki,
uvelichivaetsya uroven' ostatochnogo kreatina,
indikana... nastupaet ostryj psihoz.
Edkie soki naskvoz' prozhgli stenki
zheludka, skopivshejsya gnoj rvet kishki,
slizistoe rasplavlenievnutrennih organov.
Povyshaetsya zhiznedeyatel'nost' gnoerodnyh
bakterij. Podobno vulkanicheskomu
izverzheniyu vnutrennosti vyhodyat naruzhu,
i ya naslazhdayus' seksom s yadovitoj
polusgnivshej massoj.
6. Child's Play (Carcass Cover)
Raised in a nursery of crumbling brick
Rusted iron, crack stone and steel
Nurtured in a barren concrete crib
In a playground of grey, your fate is sealed
Against a back drop of drab, cold corrosion
We learn to dance, love, sing and play
Razor wire the strung umblical chord
In an unsterille womb of urban decay.
Chorus.
Let me take you down as I'm going too
Play hard - like child's play
Play rough - after all it's only a game.
Now, redevelopment lies in ruins
As gutted slums are sown
Enveloping, smothering squalor
This dereliction grows
Outside it is now cold and dark
Only desolation, darkness and gloom
Not a far cry from a tortured cat
Your cities will become your tombs.
Chorus.
7. Vechno Umiraya
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