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PAGANDOM LYRICS
"Hear Your Naked Skin Say Ashes To Ashes" (1990 Demo)
1. Recipient
2. Sorry I Forgot Your Funeral
3. What Now, My Friend?
4. Protectors Of Penetration
1. Recipient
Can you feel it?
Can you see it?
No!
You cannot run, no you cannot hide
You're caught in the middle
Of the fucking thing
Feel it caress you, penetrate you
Hear yoour naked skin say ashes to ashes...ashes
How does it feel
To be recipient
Of their latest exit
To the afterlife?
Can you still breathe?
Can you cease to vomit?
Down on your knees, you're begging them please
To remove the heavy weight from your chest
Cramp, increases, soon you will be gone
You will not hear the priest say ashes to ashes...ashes
How does it feel
To be the recipient
Of their latest exit
To the afterlife?
2. Sorry I Forgot Your Funeral
Senseless, cold as the chill that's in the air
You try to get away, but it will get you anywhere
Hypocrite, smile polite then stab right from behind
Why can't you put an end to you and your stinking kind
No visit, blind, deaf amd dumb to what there was to see, hear or answer the greetings by turning your back once more
Light started to fade, then you approached the yet not deceased
Reward expected for the visit, "What do you mean by deceit?"
Mental decay
Hyena
Your greed made you
Miss something
That you
Never had
Ever
Now the light is gone, your vicious ego comes alive
There is nothing you won't do to get for what you strive
Threat, prosecute, let the cost be what it may
But in the name of sanity, you will pay your share one day
You can't wash away the blood from your hands
Now you are marked forever - for ever more
"Sorry i forgot your funeral, but i was doing economic calculations"
Mental decay
Hyena!
Your greed made you
Miss something
That you
Never had
Ever
3. What Now, My Friend?
Can you see what's happening my friend?
Your control over your mind is coming to an end
To use your fists as an extension of your brain
Must be a result of inferior battles fought in vain
Boot brutally meeting face
On the ground blood leaves its trace
Fury rampant without a cause
Worshipping madness, with blood oiling its jaws
With blood oiling its......Jaws
What now my friend?
Too late to repent
You ask for mercy, but then tell me how?
My friend, what now?
What now?
Have some fun, let your fantasy go bezerk
You think you're above us, but you're nothing but a fucking jerk
Stab, stab, stab make body and knife unite
As you practice your hobby, like all those previous nights
Fatal lack of respect for life
Solve your conflicts with a sharpened knife
Your brain's to small for a verbal fight
As a compensation you choose to let
Knife brutally meet chest
You complete your deadly quest
Left dying without a cause
Victim of madness, his blood now oil its jaws
His blood now oil its....Jaws
What now my friend?
Too late to repent
You ask for mercy, but then tell me how?
My friend. what now?
What now?
4. Protectors Of Penetration
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