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NEVER ENDING HATE LYRICS
"Creatures & Angels" (2006 Demo)
1. The Night Of The World
2. Creatures & Angels
3. Suture
1. The Night Of The World
It’s all you have made. It’s every word you have to say. It’s all upon your skin. It’s the fear, here, it is in your ears. It is not the truth. It is not your day. It is just everything you always say. I’m waiting your dead. I am here, I’m taking you with me. I don’t care about your soul. It’s false. It’s a fiction you’ve always made. I am here for your eyes. They are empty, empty at last. I don’t care about your sins. It’s more than flesh, it has exceeded. All before your skin. All fucking exceeded. It’s the limit in every sound where you wake up all alone so exceed. It’s all about your scars. It’s like Jesus, the son of god. He travels with the blame. He won’t see, he was always dead. All before your skin so exceeded. I’m going to rape your heart but that’s not enough. I’m going to make you see how I die. I’m going to abandon your soul. Empty. It’s the empty. There is no savior. No one give us life. No one kills the man. See my eyes
see inside. Cry like an old child who can’t believe he belongs to me. I was always inside you there is no way out. It’s all about your scars. It’s like Jesus, the son of god. He travels with the blame. He won’t see, he was always dead.
2. Creatures & Angels
Blind and dead, we don´t need to see, we just smell the fear coming from their chests crowling in the garden of eden, eating the weak, who enjoy the protection of god. Coming up your back, when your kneeling, praying for your fucking soul. Smelling your wings, touching your whispers. Licking your neck, nealing my claws in the empty place between your legs, crushing the tears over the must intimate dreams, you empty bastard. Now I am your god. Dead is what I want to see, a frontal battle, erase the enemy. Nail your hate in the middle of his chest, killing them all, one by one, a total war. Spread your blood in her face and kill em all, spread their blood, fight, criatures of this world, erase the faith. Massive destrucction against the angels of god under the black wings of sin, there is no redemption to the slave, a total dead. Blood, is something you can´t share. What divine can´t say. Not the truth, not a bless. You just can´t touch the ground, you can´t feel pain. You don´t know how it feels the dust, opening the scars and make me bleed fire again. Fire and blood two things that you are never going to possesed, you just can't hold, this belong to hell. This is a war between creatures and angels.
3. Suture
See in your tears, how fall, the barriers, of time. Bringing the past, so alive. The resurrection without torture (an empty word). Bringing in concluded the promeses, is not the same, but still hurt. Is not the same lie this can't be contained on a word, and you are never going to find a word, to erase the pain. Walking over the scars, try not to remember, but impredictible is the past, the unfamiliar knock the door, and you don´t know, about you, behind the walls. Is the scar in the mirror, is all the secrets, that keeps the past, is the ruin of the proyect, is the arrival of our lifes. Becoming angry for your eyes, talking with ghosts all the time, and nobody belives you, nobody wan't to see, your blood, in their hands. This is the way how always this work, hidden the blood, hidden the poor, sending the misery to war, nobody like to see what we do when we live.
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