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WAR WITHOUT REASON LYRICS
"The Nameless Horror" (2007)
1. Torrents of Gore
2. Essence of Perfection
3. Ideas Cannot Die
4. Puncture Harvest
5. Deforming
6. Blood Is Flavor
7. Lucid Delusions
8. The Nameless Horror
1. Torrents of Gore
Behold my victim lying there, helpless as one could be
With thy knife I'll send her straight to hell
Eviscerated bodies hanging over your head, torrents of gore
Shadows of organs while you lie in bed, torrents of gore
Your god won't save you, it's just you and me
Torture will unfold until it ends your life
Eviscerated bodies hanging over your head, torrents of gore
Shadows of organs while you lie in bed, torrents of gore
As the blood hits the floor
I think you now know
Your god is dead
Your god is dead
I think you now know
Your god is... dead
Essence of pain, you don't even know
It won't even stop until you pray for death
Eviscerated bodies hanging over your head, torrents of gore
Shadows of organs while you lie in bed, torrents of gore
2. Essence of Perfection
The ice cold wind stings my face
My hands are nothing but numb
Motionless in front of my victim's home
I tremble through the house, ever so quietly
Every step I take feeds my insanity
Twitch right up the stairs, tremble into her room
Lying on the bed reveals the essence of perfection
I'll show this bitch perfection
I'll tear out her intestines and force them in her mouth
When she chokes and screams
I'll slice her fucking throat
Hold my hands on top her mouth
And scream in utter ecstasy
When thy slaughter is complete
I'll rise unto my feet
Throw my knife onto her corpse
And I'll be on my way
I'll show this bitch perfection
I'll tear out her intestines and force them in her mouth
The ice cold wind still stings my face
My hands are slightly warmer
My head still running rampid
I am the essence of perfection
When thy slaughter is complete
I'll rise unto my feet
Throw my knife unto her corpse
And I'll be on my way
3. Ideas Cannot Die
Your faith brings death
Your lies create comfort
Your being destroys fear
Your wrath is a joke
If only you could see my trail of blood
My trail of agony
Screams to make one's skin shiver and souls turn black as night
I drink the tears of the youthful and the lustless
They are the fans of my destruction
They are the plague
They are the plague
A plague set out to destroy you and your kind
You really did indeed give up your life
But my life will destroy your legacy
I will take your hopes and drown them right in front of you
I want to see your face as I disprove your ways
I cannot die
Ideas can never, never die
Ideas can never, never die
Ideas can never fucking die
4. Puncture Harvest
Orgasmic thrusts of my knife
Each blow brings you closer to your end
How does it feel to be seconds from death?
Sweet silence forever, for now and ever more
Have I ever felt so much joy?
My knife slipping slowly into your flesh
Shivering, you lay dying in my arms
Warmth draining from your corpse
Climax is reached when you take your last breath
Your pulse stops suddenly, it's the ultimate rush
My hands squeeze your insides out
I'm covered in your blood, enough to feed my lust
Your dying pulse seeps into me
Sending me to a higher place
A place of unequalled pleasure
Oh god, save me from myself
My hands squeeze your insides out
I'm covered in your blood, enough to feed my lust
Sadistic schizophrenia has taken me as a whole this time
It seems like the monster in me has finally taken over
Controlling my every action
It's built up and finally released
Now everyone can see the true demon in me
Mutilated corpse sitting at my feet
What has he done, what have I done
5. Deforming
Rotting dead bodies rise from your grave
The war has begun, prepare the undead
This war is his, so kill in the name
Angelic creatures descend from the sky
One wing dipped in blood, they kill for the lamb
The undead they hunt, the undead they seek
This graveyard a battlefield for all human kind
Humans are slaughtered like pigs and sheep
They damned keep attacking in their thirst for blood
Mindless, unmerciful war they will wage
An extermination of the human race
Angelic creatures descend from the sky
One wing dipped in blood, they kill for the lamb
The undead they hunt, the undead they seek
This graveyard a battlefield for all human kind
The angels are weeping tears of defeat
For they cannot stop the thirst of the dead
For every one they kill another will replace
The angels kneel down and kiss the dead's feet
Your god is not here today
6. Blood Is Flavor
I literally cringe at the sight of you
You worthless whore, I will devour you
Filet you up I'll make some nice cuts
Until there's nothing left
I will have you, blood is flavor
I will eat you, blood is flavor
As you scream my excitement is increased
As I push you even closer to your death
We'll be as one, forever entwined
Until the end of time
I will have you, blood is flavor
I will eat you, blood is flavor
I will become you, you forever a part of me
You and me together, for all of eternity
7. Lucid Delusions
8. The Nameless Horror
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