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THY DISEASE LYRICS
"Extreme Obsession Live" (2004 DVD)
1. Intro
2. Cursed
3. Impure Lust
4. Blade Intimacy
5. Angel Ashamed
6. Perfect Form
7. The Wish
8. New Slaughter
9. Ultimate Reign
10. The Last of the Mohicans
11. Cold
12. Crashing the Soul
13. The Maelstorm Mephisto
14. Nihilistic Tranquility
1. Intro
2. Cursed
3. Impure Lust
4. Blade Intimacy
Hideous poison sips in thoughts
My true desire prevents me from living
I see you bleeding - dead
I rip your skin off
Suffer from my love
Feel cold, the abyss breath
Follow me into the no-mans land
So helpless and lost
I'm shredding in pain
Feel me deep
Silent flesh
Headless, skinless
Feel my knife
My cold intimacy
I feel no condemnation
As they can be ashamed
I'm tightening your throat
I smell dead silence of yours
From the depths of little girl's body
It's so cold farewell kiss
5. Angel Ashamed
6. Perfect Form
Hold me tight
Touch with our greedy sight
Enjoy your humble triumph
Feed yourself with illusions
What is in human
Cannot be broken now
Enjoy your triumph
It will make you kneel before me
Bow to me
You will drink my cursed sperm
You will be raped and flogged
You most perfect
Of all humans forms
Nothing of yours
Can live in this world
Can you feel the freezing fear?
Why this cramp of anguish?
Ask your idols
Where they've been
when demons were reborn
But now lay down
And receive my cursed seed
7. The Wish
8. New Slaughter
9. Ultimate Reign
10. The Last of the Mohicans
11. Cold
So cold and tempting
I hear voices inside of me
You're whispering: take me all
Your blind eyes express
more they all can say
Frozen, silent smile
You won't tell me: "no"
In my veins sick desire
We're together eternal
For them - silent flesh
I can feel my hidden demons
Final source of love
So helpless and clean
Blasphemous words overcome my mind
Dead mistress cold and filled with beauty
And the lust is fulfilled
We are almighty
Covered with your black blood
I mutilate you
12. Crashing the Soul
13. The Maelstorm Mephisto
14. Nihilistic Tranquility
Immortal and empty
Wiseman, fallen
Touch the wound of god
Wash your hands in his water
Take me where
Endless void chokes with enormity
Moves the deepest layers
Of primitive fear
I feel nothing
I'm embracing, coming close
And just put the sneering kiss
I worship you and eat up your brain
My everything is nothing
I'm suffocated, dead
My tranquillity comes
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