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MASSEMORD LYRICS
"Silesian Fire" (2003 Live album)
1. Colour of Misanthropy
2. Terror Crusade 2003
3. Masshealing Masskilling
4. God of Latex Fire
5. Aeon of Gehenna
6. The Suicide Song (Carpathian Forest cover)
1. Colour of Misanthropy
Few days in one it takes me to express the same
So many nights i try to think the other way
Every single day is enriching this creed again
Nothing more i can't say
I loathe you
I won't bestow my hatred
On numbers that don't mean anything
Today i attack your warlords' minds
This fucking playground call outcast tribe
I detest you
Leave me alone in my decay
Its burden is lighter than brethren
Now i sit on throne of misanthropy
In my own world, mine not yours
I hate you
This brotherhood of stupidity
Provides me supreme disgust
Time has come to fuck you all
Through holocaust that will rise
In final words taste the quintessence
And do me a divine favour
Nothing special but simply die
I'm fed up with you
Though you might think
We're from the same stone
You naive fool
Leave me forlorn in my decay
Its burden is undoubtfully lighter
Than doubtful brotherhood of hypocrisy
This is my throne of misanthropy, mine not yours
Onward pathetic ones,
Shatter their scornful hearts
2. Terror Crusade 2003
3. Masshealing Masskilling
When you stare at me I see you hanging flesh
I see thousands of you torn asunder every time
Everything what you built I see as target to attack
Cause I’m in love with you my beloved human race
Your beautiful faces expressing how it hurts
Everytime when I rape your daughter
Your beautiful faces expressing how it hurts
Always while I drill her cunt
I want to see you dead
Your smile feed my anger
I want to see you dead
Your laughter prepares my avenge
Bloodspilling Masskilling (BM)
When you stare at me I see you mutilated
By hatred that is fed with your sympathy
I want to see you dead
Your smile feed my anger
I want to see you dead
Your laughter prepares my avenge
When you stare at me I see you hanging flesh
I see thousands of you torn asunder every time
Everything what you built I see as target to attack
Cause I’m in love with you my beloved human race
Fuck you all
4. God of Latex Fire
pathetic eyes still staring at me from icon i still admire
reflecting my face, my cliche god, my throne of latex fire
my scornful realm of synthetic paradise
always challenging demiurghs of worlds beyond my sight
invincible triumphator of wars i have only dreamt of
supreme heir of divinity repelled by heavens descent
chosen race ancestor infertile and childless
i have dieD to redeem my race transgressing laws of my lawgiving
pathetic eyes still stare and see beyond faces worshipping me
expressing pain they decide to take demanding i wasn't made
of dreams that keeps them alive of pills swollen every night
of pure pleasure in plastic spasm of my wicked lust
you made me what i am so soon you shall pay
'hypocritical rhythm to we danse blindfolded acclaimed by jesters of affected devotion
abhorring virtues raised by divine pawns, shattering weak wings of lightbearing descent
scornful becomes sublime, commences the grotesque'
too many why's
5. Aeon of Gehenna
the mundanus armageddon is about to be unleashed
by sign from above within mind of the jester pawn
your world built with such passion shall collapse within blink of the eye
your thirst filled by torrent of life shall again be broken out
left with obsession of cyanide only not too weary to commit suicide
screaming in anguish, mutilated by irony of this entertainment you named life
again on your knees bowing before the supreme trickster named naivly god
are you going to reach for sword and become fooler that you really are
or in coldness of blade you'll hide yourself prooving that your life was so far?
not so long ago you humiliated every god not so long ago you conquered all their thrones
you were more dignified then all elderly men of all gospels and apocryphal rites
not so long ago you threathened the sun diverted darkness and light
now deplorably screaming to stars now deplorably bleeding all scars
history made a circle
yet, i shall stand
and cursed shall be thee - you made me what i am
and cursed shall be thy breath - so soon you shall pay
is there any sense to withstand that painfully rise up to fall once again
is there any sense to heal your wounds conceal scars which are about to bleed again
now deplorably screaming to stars
now deplorably bleeding all scars
6. The Suicide Song (Carpathian Forest cover)
Come on dead man
You have slit your wrist
Bow down dead man
And slit your wrist again
Cut!!! Cut!!!
Razorblade baby
Kill yourself girl
You Christian women
You can't live like this
No!!! No!!!
He's flung high, he's flung low
But he still loves the purgatory glow
This long road leads to you
Feel the anger feel the rush
Search your heart
And get out before all heaven breaks loose
The blood hunger
The addiction
Night, cold night
The stars are not lit tonight
Ice bound river banks
Cold murky waters
The treacherous devilry
Coldest thoughts
Suicide!!!
The blood hunger
The addiction
Night cold night
Suicide!!!
Suicide!!!
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