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DORMANT ORDEAL LYRICS
"Demo I" (2005 Demo)
1. Rotten Hearts
2. The Fear
3. American Way Of Killing
4. All For Nothing
1. Rotten Hearts
We want to be loved
We seek to be kind
We try to make earth-paradise
But still hurts
We still make tears
The endless ordeal in lies
Just we can't love
This worths are lost
But our hearts are rotten
Don't touch the impossible
We try the impossible
We talk about change
We talk about needs
In moment of higher impression
We wonted to live
Just we can do it
Momentary change of obsession
Rotten...
2. The Fear
The strangling darkness I suffocate on it
My blind fingers Search for exit
Sickness thoughts Burn my brain
Possessed body In endless pain
I can't give you all what you want
I can't bear this pressure
I can't bear this situation
I can't take it with pleasure
Leave me alone...
In tiny tent In smallest room
In my defeated inside My horrible doom
I think I love you I can't bear this game
My fears are stronger I'm running away
From love to fear From fear to pain
From pain to fall From fall to hate
3. American Way Of Killing
Do you know the best way for war
Perfect confrontation for sacred oil
Far away from you Far away from your family
Extermination on the other's territory
Destroyed builds Black window's holes
Remains of the bodies Soldiers like a dolls
Lie on the street Burning parts of cars
In front of the kinds Straight to their eyes
It's not your childhood
It's not your occupation
It's not you nightmare
It's you pure profit
Nobody can forget Own mother's death
If they know the murder Will want the revenge
So don't ask why They become the terrorists
What they have to lost Kill for a kill
It's their extermination
It's their damn
It's their holocaust
By your reigns
Since the years the same method of killing
The same way of earn. Method unites the problems
How they can... Even innocents
But remember always Who was this first
For them you're not better than terrorist
For them you're not better than Him
It's their damn
And I'm their scream
Why the whole shit of war
You give for the victims
4. All For Nothing
You are slipping in pretty dream
You're delicious in sweet sins
You don't know yet unfortunately
This sweet dream will be you nightmare
Money career deal or street sluts
Be careful you'll wake up with hand in chamber pot
The great ambitions The biggest plans
Unreal visions first before all
When you think about future this what you have
is going down quickly out of your sense
You are an idiot? Putting on the scales
all your reaches with uncertain step
It is a madness living in yourself-lie
In dormant ordeal you're going to die
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