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DEATH VOMIT LYRICS
"Live in Sumy" (1995 Demo)
1. The beast
2. Grey walls
3. Grey lord
4. Gods warriors
5. Some kind of love
6. Rite of exorcism
7. The sleeping in coffin
8. Death sapidity exalter
9. Body snatcher
10. The glass
11. The blind cat
1. The beast
2. Grey walls
A man is looking at the skies
The blood moon lighting up the cell
It is reflecting in his eyes
The man is waiting for the rise
But night of his life fell
He damned the words he had been told
“You’ll get well if you drink your blood”
He won’t return more to the fold
He’ll never see men he recalled
Grey walls are all he’s got
3. Grey lord
Grey lord
The priest of the shades
Grey lord
The king of the dusk
Grey lord
The shine of the blade
Grey lord
The points of the tusks
Secret is his weapon
Mystery is his knife
Terror is his venom
Horror is his life
Grey lord
The prince of the night
Grey lord
The duke of the thrill
Grey lord
The thug of the light
Grey lord
Descended to kill
4. Gods warriors
Their sign was a cross
But their cross was red
The dye of fresh blood, disaster and dread
Their color was white
The color of innocence and purity
They called themselves God’s warriors
But they were devil’s security
White is also the color of death
They forgot the words that God had once said
Though they prayed to Him
They brought fire and thrill
The words on their tombs recite
Thou shalt not kill
5. Some kind of love
There was some kind of love inside
Cold winter brought some kind of grief
There was some kind of love inside
Grey skies suppress the wish to live
There was some kind of love inside
A photo keeps her live forever
There was some kind of love inside
A resurrected cold cadaver
There was some kind of love inside
There are no clothes, there are no eyes
There was some kind of love inside
Now she’s a corpse to recognize
6. Rite of exorcism
In every my word
In every my move
In every my thought
In every my groove
So deep in my mind
Looking through my eyes
There’s living a devil
I’m to exorcize
And deep in my heart
Feel the ranging rhythm
I’m starting the rite
Rite of exorcism
The soul left the body
It’s somewhere aside
The mind keeps on burning
I see from outside
The hands hold the book
The thoughts fill the air
The eyes be off life
The lips say a prayer
The parts are apart
But they make up the whole
The spirit is coming
Purifying the soul
And deep in my heart
Feel the ranging rhythm
I’m starting the rite
Rite of exorcism
7. The sleeping in coffin
The rusty gate of an ancient crypt
The feel of some strange wizardry getting me dipped
Into the state of stopping my breath
The gate is wide open to the realm of death
By the glimmer of lanterns, stalking by stealth
I’m coming inside, afraid of myself
In the reign of oblivion of the spirits revived
Warding the dead off the harm of the live
The duchy of shadows, the kingdom of nothing
Keeping forever the sleeping in coffins
They sleep with the sleep that never knows breaking
Their souls are afar, they’ll never come waking
Peer into the faces of appearing figures
Hear funeral singing of obscure grave diggers
The creak of the gate closing behind
I’m gonna stay here till the end of the time
8. Death sapidity exalter
Death sapidity exalter
An ingredient of life
Death sapidity exalter
The only motion to survive
Death sapidity exalter
Within our minds, within our souls
Death sapidity exalter
Is the lord of our world
If you don’t believe me
Get out in the dirty streets
And you’ll see there souls’ and minds’
Degradation breeds
If you don’t believe me
Switch on radio or TV set
And you’ll get all my sensations
Emphasized by loathing and dread
Murders, wars, rapes, executions
Done without and with goal
Death sapidity exalter
Is the lord of our world
9. Body snatcher
The body snatcher has dead bodies’ collection
The body snatcher makes the devil’s selection
Death brings him money, money brings death
The infinite circulation exists for itself
The body snatcher goes out, glum and dull
He looks in the hollow holes of a skull
Nobody knows what he’s got in his soul
He tries not to do it but he’s got to go
A lonely God’s acre, a rusty grave fence
There come thoughts of suicide but he doesn’t know whence
The body snatcher has dead bodies’ collection
The body snatcher makes the devil’s selection
10. The glass
Cool eyes, cold body, white skin
The glass of the sarcophagus is too thin
Her open eyes stabbing into his mind
He loves her though she already died
His hands are sliding on the crystal thin glass
He’s mentally got her body to grasp
The sun is reflected in the tears he had shed
On the glass separating the live and the dead
His breathless body falling down on the ground
He’s dead but he’s happy because now he found
His lover behind the other side of the breath
He broke through the glass between life and death
11. The blind cat
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