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SORE LYRICS
"Gruesome Pillowbook Tales" (2007)
1. Unfasten The Pillowbook
2. Remain Dead (in a necrostatic society)
3. Feast Of Antimatter Zombies
4. Monochrome Nothingness
5. Boneyard (Impetigo cover)
6. Embryonic Limbs Combined With Ancient Ghouls
7. Crags To The Infinite
8. Unearthly Coffin Nail Experience
9. Slaughtered Amish People
10. Tales Of Signs Born By Blood, Black Fire And Death
11. The Excorcist (Depression cover)
12. End Credits
1. Unfasten The Pillowbook
2. Remain Dead (in a necrostatic society)
Remain Dead (in a necrostatic society)
Call them...Beyond my ugly shade they live
Faster forward...Just gruesome shades of life remain
Spoken Words...No meaning in the World we die
Cursed Sense...Twisted nerves get chronical
Pain is so unreal, the truth just virus
Injected in those dump staring masses
Bow down, deny yourself, obey, just consume
But why don´t anyone just loose one´s temper.
3. Feast Of Antimatter Zombies
Feast Of Antimatter-Zombies
For the Time has come
To raise the Dead.
Feeding all those Corpses
Soaked with Guts.
Gore spreads,
Blood flows,
Vein is pulsing Black.
Inhale the Stench of Mankind
Drowning down...The Spiral.
Rising deaden Forces...Feast on the Living
Mutilate the Living...
A Feast of Necrosphere Zombies
Breeding...Deadly rotten Spawns
Walking among us...Hiding in Disguise.
4. Monochrome Nothingness
Monochrome Nothingness Supreme
Now...you´re dead
Watch the Blood
Flowing free
With every Breath
Pay the Price
For just everything
Fear...Everything
You just know
And let me lead you to your Doom
A Trip of Horror, Blood and Gore...
...Awaits you
It´s the monochrome Nothingness supreme
Crawling on the Ground, beaten by a fucking staff
Realize...The end is near
Entangled in Visions
Pumped out by slightly open sores.
A damn Masterpiece of sadism is done
More and more bowels try to break out.
5. Boneyard (Impetigo cover)
Strolling through my boneyard
A ghoulish midnight stride
A walk among the corpses
Fills my heart with pride...
A score of screaming victims
To me they scream no more
Forty or four hundred, I've lost count
Buried 'neath the earthen floor...
One by one they meet their doom
Through macabre and nepharious means
Midnight in my boneyard
The wind blows through the trees...
6. Embryonic Limbs Combined With Ancient Ghouls
Embryonic Limbs Combined with Ancient Ghouls
A Tale to be told...
...Breeds the story of a man of science
Stalking in dark Tombs, searching for
Those Ghouls to resurrect.
Back at the toxic lab...
...Experimenting with a foetus corpse
Cloning Arms, Legs and Guts
To implant them into those ancient Ghouls.
Arms...Added to the ancient Body
Legs...Mounted on the filthy Ghoul
Eyes...Put into the eyeball Holes
See...Creation of Terror
Walk...Spread the Disease
Destroy...Those dump Motherfuckers
Rip out all the innards...
...With those cloned gory Arms.
7. Crags To The Infinite
Crags To The Infinite
Handling life on a nine footsquare room...
Hundred fetus decorate my Walls...
..Proud of having such an ammount
Of living Flesh and Bones.
Roasting cheeks on open fire...
This choking smell I adore
All my babies they´re living
In a box of Limbs and Gore
Blinking Diamonds in their eyes...
...Seperated by my knife!
8. Unearthly Coffin Nail Experience
Unearthly Coffin Nail Experience
This is the cruel fucked up Lullaby
And a story of four innocent Victims
Car broke down in the Middle of Nowhere
And sealed the Fate of those boring Whores.
The First gets choked...
...Tries to catch a Breath
The Second mutilated...
...With a rusty Knife
Third feels the Voltage...
...Flashing through the Eye
Forth drinks tasty Acid...
...And spills out her guts
You´re soon to be buried.
Soon to be buried.
9. Slaughtered Amish People
Slaughtered Amish People
Nothingness surrounded by the darkened sky
And Antimatter Power sets beastly creatures free.
Awful Terror of the Dead
Choking their victims with lust
And slowly seperate their heads
See all the Trophys they collected.
So look at all the friendly amish People
...Expecting no evil,
But soon they´ll dissapear
In Hell, Pain and Orgies of Blood
No one stops the fucking bleeding.
10. Tales Of Signs Born By Blood, Black Fire And Death
Tales Of Signs Born By
Blood, Black Fire And Death
Far away in the land of Depression
The shades of the Old
Dance around Black and gloomy Flames
And cast their Spells
To burn thou Vision
L: Father, why have you sent me here...
...In this World of pure disgust.
Father, what shall I do to them
S: Let them suffer slowly my son
L: Father, I´m your son...
...And I´ll destroy all the human Pigs.
S: That´s right...Beat them to Death
...With the fury of a Demigod.
L: Why have you sent me...
...In this doomed world?
Why have you sent me...
...In this cruel world?
11. The Excorcist (Depression cover)
12. End Credits
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