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CONFUSION GODS LYRICS
"Promo" (2002 Demo)
1. Entrophy
2. Christian Slaughter
3. Confusion Gods
4. Darkened
5. Exhumed Brutality
6. Disfigured In Flames
7. Rigor Mortified Grip
8. Necrophylic Orgy
1. Entrophy
Circling enslavement
with razor shards of malevolence
increasing tide of belligerance
begest casual events
confronting the insocety
destroying your virtues
and raping your piety.
Rapture guides the killing hand
the ebbyng tides of humanity's end
a ravage of discontent
spilling blood.
Stance of neutrality abandoned
sickening flood of instability
once great, now gone
this waste of grace
civilization evapored.
Ritual of Destruction
play out the defilement of billions
raising the standard of Entrophy.
2. Christian Slaughter
We are the darkened souls
by nightfall we arise
the gates are open wide
the holy blood shall flown
demonic desires to sacrifice
we burn the christian ground
crushing all that's sacred
Jesus Christ detroned.
Peeling the skin the priests
burn the Holy Bible
the Horizon turns to black
darkness and evil unleashed
the horde of infernal souls
inverted our cross
in the name of Satan
we summon the Lord of Hell.
Christian slaughter
the season of Satan invoked.
Christian slaughter
the unholy flame now burns.
3. Confusion Gods
A few words about violence
give you a picture
of the present days
while time is running
with no mercy
there's some moments
that show you
wich way escape
from the cruel reality.
It's confusion - it's a Confusion Gods
Life is a mistake
same like our intelligence
unintentional child
crippling mind
the way to Hell
is paved with good intention
unspeakable mental
and pcychical pain
life is a mistake
becoming the human waste
it's your son
this is Confusion Gods
only eternal and cynic
morbid virus of mankind
another dimension of the world
abnormal shapes around you
and no one has chance survive
with the last view of yourself
yourself confusion - Confusion Gods.
4. Darkened
Lost souls in a lost world to the search
of a light now never out the faith.
A kingdom built with the blood and the ignorance
of the disperate people
too promises, dreams and hopes for a best life
after the Death.
Baths of blood under sign of the cross
martyrs massacres is cruciform in name of God.
If this is the light my soul
she will remain in the darkness for Eternity
They burn my eyes
it burn my soul
i have seen mothers burnt by their children
i made without souls enslaved
from the demons of the light
my soul is not in sale.
The desire of truth prevails
on her avarice is the wickedness
the fear will disappear
people will rebel him
Justice will be.
5. Exhumed Brutality
With a slimy material
overloades incubators
few days survive
no more future
kids without hands
degenerated generations
product of chemical disaster
mental blindness
price of the evolution
commercial society
extracts from brain
open abdomens
terrible pain
becoming exhumed
brutality
pungent stench around
medical treatment was done
proud for the results
slowly we die
from the puluction
beginning of the end of us
under control
infections
mass graves
lost cemeteries
inside the cold meat box
feeling he art of exhumed
immortal life and hatred
of all.
6. Disfigured In Flames
Warelogged in lighter fluid
soaked to the bone
igniting the flammable fumes
I'm now consumed in Fire.
My ungodly groans
melting my flesh off my bones
this blaze of fire takes it's toll
sizzling my flesh, I was comsumed whole
burning my skin was so sweet
burning off all my meat.
My cooked body charred from head to toe
the flames on my torso brought low
as blisters from my third degree burns
my skull cracks leaks pus and churns.
Facial expression burned out of place
flesh drips and runs down my face
incinerating my body, human flesh reshapes
my burnt body can only hand and drape
disfigured in flames
melting my skin is my only game.
The shell i create
is a pungent shell that i all hate
it fills deep in my room
and signals my doom
charred flesh has spread
blistered sores bleed red.
7. Rigor Mortified Grip
Rotten carcass fast descenting
a hollow shell stabbed through the core
winds of hatred sweeps the room
as another victim hits the floor.
Blood has no limit
as i take your last breath
cast into disfigurment
welcome Death
a twist of sanity obscure defeat
obsessed with the inanimate
procedure forced upon the Death
deranged and erect i penetrate
hand that grasp the velvet rope.
In a Rigor Mortified Grip
eyes that glister dead distress
as semen meet the lip
the grip of man upholds.
Skin tihtens to the bone
buckled kneels collapse again
your narrow shadow fall in vain
flesh rubbed in certain death
sensen start to boil.
Euphoric state of arousement peaks.
You and I would up in a coil.
8. Necrophylic Orgy
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