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和/或在社交方面支持我。网络:
Bloodlands
(专辑: Vile - 1996)
I
am lost and sickened Disoriented by this bleak environment How I
came to be here escapes my memory This is a
desert, deep scarlet grains Stretch the
horizon and the
sickly brown sky Gale force winds pepper my face The
sand tastes foul, the
sand tastes like blood Savagely cruel, barren expanse, the
atmosphere, a
caustic fog Every breath reminds me of pain Dust of dried blood filling my lungs On the
horizon I
see a
chasm, a
distant pulse begins to beat [Lead Owen] Suddenly a
flash, specter of the
past Vision of mass murder, torrents of blood The
vision quickly ends, the
wasteland still beckons Plodding toward the
chasm I
hear rushing liquid My mind cannot conceive, the
massacre I
behold An infinite river of cadavers, buoyant in their own blood Vertigo engulfs my brain as my body fails and drops [Lead Barrett] A
million corpses staring Straining to survive, limbs flailing in the
blood Grapple with headless bodies Hands of the
dead are pulling me downward Drowning in this river Intestines are alive, like tentacles they choke Situation hopeless I
submit to the
fury of the
river Paralyzed with terror Thousands of their thoughts are entering my mind Conscious on their level Every tortured death is experienced at once Drowning in their anguish Ordeal of their deaths now saturates my brain Vengeful corpses shrieking Genocide, genocide, genocide, genocide
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