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HANDFUL OF HATE LYRICS
"Gruesome Splendour" (2006)
1. Livid
2. Theory Of Perfection
3. Used To Discipline
4. Tied, Whipped... Educated
5. Grotesque In Pleasure, Rotten In Vice
6. Reproach And Blame
7. Spawn Of Decadence
8. Whiplaw
9. Ejaculation Dementiae
1. Livid
(Music by Nicola/Geny, Lyrics by Nicola)
Time to crawl!
I count your pangs, I feel you breathing inside me
All I desire will be your discipline
Will be your discipline
So pure!
Torture crowns your screams
Icon of martyrs to paint my bliss
Enjoy laceration drowned in crime
Defiant, innocent, corrupted, divine!
Behold the dignity of the witch
You’re here to gain your suicide
Come forth! Pray! Die!
My triumph is to see you naked
Adorned of misery
Crawling for my lust
Nailed on this thornful carpet
Bleeds my seed
Be livid of disease
Shines my blame
Die, cum, die!
You begged for mercy
But I didn’t hear your voice
Now I’m going to feed my swine
With all your bleeding bowels
Time has to run, I kiss your dying grace
Time has failed, I drank from the chalice of disease
I drank from the chalice of disease
2. Theory Of Perfection
(Music by Nicola/Geny, Lyrics by Nicola)
I’m proud of your lies
I laugh in front of your sacrifice
Bastard I want to be
Try to provoke my apathy!
Stand-up! I want to behold your body
I love to stroke your trembling flesh
Searching for perfection!
The tetrarchy of pain!
Theory of perfection the reign built on disdain
I’ll give you a smiling son and his name will be hate
Reluctant creature of blame
Straight inside my eyes your cry will be mine
Kiss the Hierarch’s boots
Fear my whip
A muse strips around the throne
I sit, I command, I greed
Educated to my virtue
I saw the Vice erected in shining ranks
Mine is the kingdom of derision
Creepy angels in a rotten brothel
Enjoying the sodomy against the Nature
Father! Your seed gushed in vain!
3. Used To Discipline
(Music by Nicola, Lyrics by Nicola)
Apathy of feelings, apathy in front of the world
Light my eyes with your sufferings
You shine in your coldest scorn!
Catharsis – The mark of fire
Command – The blade of desire
Close by me
Collector of disease!
Used to discipline
Ranks or marching spite!
Incense the voice of silence!
Used to discipline
Humiliate, deeper, instigate!
Incense the voice of silence!
Be pregnant of thorns
March! Wing of spite
Shine herald of desire
Be the whip of my bliss
Drown me in the smell of your bleeding fear
4. Tied, Whipped... Educated
(Music by Nicola, Lyrics by Nicola)
... So impure
... So thin... Vile
I might easily treat you more cruelly than you like
You’ll get no mercy, no mercy from my pride
Tied, Whipped... Educated
Makes the pulse throb faster
Obey any and all my commands
Your life and your death are at the mercy of my whims
You belong to me... bitch
Your mother sold me your innocence and puberty
For a drop of blood, for a drop of blood
Tied, Whipped... Educated
Obey any and all my commands
Your life and your death are at the mercy of my whims
Makes the pulse throb faster
5. Grotesque In Pleasure, Rotten In Vice
(Music by Nicola, Lyrics by Nicola)
Punish harder, I scorn your whip
Abuse me seriously
I want to be crucified by your hands
Be your anger!
Go ahead until the flesh becomes livid
A whore crowned by thorns laughs
In front of my painful joy
Piss on this bleeding chest!
Tear off your maternal breasts
Crown the dean of this earthly church!
... of this earthly church!
Exalt my nature!
Lubricate in your own blood
Blindfold take pleasure
These worms crawl in scorn
Idol of perfection
The symmetry of pain
Devours your nasty orgasm
Now smile beyond the shame!
Whip! Strict bitch
The plague between diseases
Cut your florid womb
Be pregnant by my barren seed
Fat and sterile
Venomous and sick
Grotesque in pleasure rotten in vice
Catharsis through the tears of abuse
Fire to the idols of mankind
6. Reproach And Blame
(Music by Nicola/Gionata, Lyrics by Nicola)
Your breath mortifies me
Nature has failed on you
I want to be the whip
The icon of your slavery!
Blame your roots, blame your life
I’m the crown of your suicide
That’s all I want to see
Between those chains of misery
Every time I fall in pleasure
It’s your fault
Every time I blame your nature
It’s your worth
Annihilate yourself
I’m your hidden obscenity!
I’m the shame beyond the shame
I’m the carpet of your pray
Blame your roots, blame your life
I’m the crown of your suicide
That’s all I want to see
Between those chains of misery
No truth no birth
In leash your dreams
Chains rust in blame
Incense the voice of pain
Annihilate yourself!
7. Spawn Of Decadence
(Music by Nicola, Lyrics by Nicola)
The worms devouring my head
Pain is grasping my veins
This is your way to make me feel real
I’m pain, my body is pain
I’m pain, my body is pain
I’m flame, my body is flames
I’m begging the end!
I can only deny myself
Defective nature’s son
I crawl towards your satisfaction
I hate your great womb, I’d like to burn your face
I’ll steal milk from your breast
Starving your little crying child
No birth, no life
I’m screaming rage, I burn inside
Hate me as I hate the weak
I spread the virulence of my seed
... I spread the virulence of my seed
Sacrify to me your maternal beauty
I’m the black seed
The flesh mirror of disease
Soulless die!
Spawn of decadence!
8. Whiplaw
(Music by Nicola, Lyrics by Nicola)
The mimic of fear, you’re under my control
Get naked on the bed debauchery! Go out!
More bitter, the death is woman
Drink from her chalice and give her your thorn
Every time you’ll be kissed by my whip
You’ll be the virgin, my delight forlorn
I’m hating you!
Strokes to exalt your candour!
Sublime is the colour of cruelty!
I feed your pain and your screams
Now I’m sure someone is suffering for me
I can cum
I’m hating you!
The whiplaw is carving your beauty
Dressed by sores, wounds and sperm
The whiplaw exalts my observance
I’m the painter of anguish and lust
9. Ejaculation Dementiae
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