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Entombed: "Wolverine Blues" – 1993

энциклопедия: Entombed

Состав группы:

  • Lars-Goran Petrov – вокал
  • Ulf "Uffe" Cederlund – гитары, тамбурин
  • Alex Hellid – гитары
  • Nicke Andersson – ударные, гитары
  • Lars Rosenberg – бас

Entombed: "Wolverine Blues" – 1993

Композиции:

  1. Eyemaster
  2. Rotten Soil
  3. Wolverine Blues
  4. Demon
  5. Contempt
  6. Full Of Hell
  7. Blood Song
  8. Hollowman
  9. Heavens Die
  10. Out Of Hand

Лирика

1. Eyemaster

I don't live to rise again
to reborn and never end
once I'm on the other side
I'll see if it was the end of my ride
I don't live to transform
present into past
or fall into a lifeless pattern
going nowhere fast

Master I will always be
of all that is of me
but I can't ever touch
what is of thee

I question things to see
if they are what they're said to be
I ask the why and wherefore
I reap the fruits of time but I let it take it's course
but where no-one can answer me
where nobody'll ever know
that is where my path begins
that is where I go

Human flesh – human blood
but in your words I'm nothing but god

A master eye is the eye
able to behold
and part truth from lie
in what it's been told

2. Rotten Soil

Come down for a minute
touch the grass on the other side
meet the devil who is your host
Strike down what you believe in
get it done with a gun
when I'm in hell you can talk to my ghost

Reach out for what is nothing
the grass is red just for a while
reason burns behind the wall

It will pass in a minute
eggs will hatch inside your head
Your little feeble body soon will crawl

Can you feel it itch
Can you feel it so divine
When blood is pissing down your spine

There's no turning back
your infected blood will boil
cuz you walked on rotten soil

It's hard to take a stand but
it's harder to take a fall
open the lid of your own casket

3. Wolverine Blues

What u believe
is the vanity u conceive
What u love u don't pen
to put in a cage is to put to an end

Enamoured of the passion
life-sucking lust
u will never gain my trust

I'm a misanthropical breed
insatiable in my need to feed

Utterly fearless
for your luscious flesh
I've got an appetite like a war
and I always hunger for more

Vicious mammal
the blood is my call
pound for pound
I am the most vicious of all.

4. Demon

Demon, come live in me
possession, fill me with disease
temptation, a fire set aflame
feral instincts help me go insane

Shameless, searching endlessly
to appease the burning urge in me
hunger of a thousand wolverines
satisfaction by any means

Demon, replace all I've been taught
impulse, erase all second thought
gambling in this carnal game
nothing is all where everything's the same

Trembling in the balance
exploring new extremes
all sweet forms of self-destruction
coming to me in my dreams

Thoughts of cruelty and pain
in my brain – in my blood
lose control of lust and anger.

5. Contempt

Before my eyes – lies
nothing but lies
I cannot believe the scenes
taking place beneath our skies

It makes me wanna do my time
in a song or on the silver-screen
humanity is the biggest cancer
ever to be seen

Before my eyes – lies
civiliezation
ancient and wicked
destruction in creation

No matter how low you are
there's always someone to look down upon
and it goes
fucking on and on

Emotionless – obscene
but a human life don't mean
anything to me
it's merely a seed of insanity

6. Full Of Hell

I've got a 24-lane highway
going straight thru my head
a peace of mind like a brainstorm
and thoughts that knocks me dead
I've got sympathy for the devil
and demon is in my vein
I'm organized chaos
but don't call me stupid I'm insane

At my worst I'm at my best
wide awake but let sanity rest
I'm full of hell
all kinds of hell

I've got a heart like a graveyard
they're dying to get in
I'm from a lot of different places
and I'm full of hell and sin
I'm offended by human nature
was told the truth by someone who lied
there are times when not being human
would be a source of inner pride

In my heart and deep within
I've got it's fire under my skin

7. Blood Song

Drinking blood
a red delightful bloody power
my fatal bite
the art of the blackest hour
I suck your blood
an immense everlasting lust
morning grows
the sun burns me to dust

Your beating heart
gives the flow
in my high
I will let you go
red pulsing rivers
to me from you
but when I'm there
you are through

a vampire
blood desire
gets me higher
an unquenchable fire

Revel in blood
under the moon
give me your blood
it is my doom
it's a power beyond belief
beyond pain
my life's a stream
inside your vein

I suck your blood!

8. Hollowman

The hollow sky is red
the race is on
faces are all dead
the race is on.

It's just a matter of time

Bedrooms are tombs
cradles are coffins
tears I cannot shed.
a matter of time
a matter of slugs
til' the rats are fed.

Who examines the doctors!

I'm the hollow man

It's just a matter of bullets
in hollow brains
as I wander slowly
thru bullet rains

My hollow eyes
are staring down the hole.
jesus, satan, hitler
bought my soul.

It's rotten and sour
but it's inside of me.
I got faith in the end
but you just can't see.

9. Heavens Die

Death thrust this avalanche
the gnostic tears have failed
to recover me from Rimbaud
resurrected to get laid
emotionally disqualified
to kill the liquid sky
I'm on the path to clandestine
God make heavens die

Inaugurations of my love
sanctify the few
the accursed will share
insects crawling over you
euthanasia can rise
time told by the sun
submit to leather menace
and turning of sands are done
Bury it in a nameless grave

Heavens Die!

10. Out Of Hand

Fools gather round to watch me bleed
but there are things you'll never see
to protect and serve one nation under god
a nation in which no-one's free

Their flesh begins to rot
what's left of what they've got
a boring life is getting old
mischief won't turn to gold

By going back to burning books
ripping apart things that doesn't fit
one times one equals nine
Your make-believe reality is full of shit

Jesus christ
lord of flies
in disguise
fuck!

It's fucked to hear one idiot's words
but worse to see others believe it
fucked up minds in fucked up times
it's up to you to foresee it

Jesus christ
lord of flies
in disguise
it's all built upon lies
out of hand
is this a fucking joke
out of mind
and it makes me fucking choke
fuck!

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