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Insidious Disease: "Shadowcast" – 2010

энциклопедия: Insidious Disease

Состав группы:

  • Marc Grewe – вокал
  • Silenoz – гитара
  • Jardar – гитара
  • Shane Embury – бас
  • Tony Laureano – ударные

Insidious Disease: "Shadowcast" – 2010

Композиции:

  1. Nuclear Salvation
  2. Boundless
  3. The Essence Of Neglect
  4. Abortion Stew
  5. The Desire
  6. Rituals Of Bloodshed
  7. Facemask
  8. Insomaniac
  9. Value In Flesh
  10. Abandonment
  11. Leprosy

Лирика

1. Nuclear Salvation

Bombs away
A saviour has come from the sky
To relieve all of you
From your everyday lie

Looking up
And observing the blast
Loved ones
All in the past

Human waste
Man erased

Don't be afraid
But be relieved
This is the final solution
This is the end

Bombs away
Man erased

2. Boundless

As I plunge into
The heart of darkness
Lost but free
From oppression

This journey through
Desolated landscapes
Of the forsaken mind
Searching my own kind

I am at the depths
Of my own depravity
Eating from the last shreds
Of humanity

As much as it sickens me
I have to kill to stay alive
Succumb to pride and denial
Pain and strife

There are some really sick people
And I am one of them

3. The Essence Of Neglect

I was born by accident
Became indifferent
Loosing life at birth
Is that all that I am worth

Like in a bad dream
Erased myself from memory
Transporting minds
Off to another world

I am not your enemy
I am your flesh, your blood
I am the only one
The seed from which I arose
Was cared for with hate
I never was given the chance
To seal my own fate

Induced to suffer abortion
Expulsion of the womb
I have no witnesses
No grief by my tomb

I am the saint of foul creed
Descendant of corrupt lifeforms
Offspring of an ancient virus
Breeding through disease

4. Abortion Stew

Derived from life while being born
Premature bath in scorn
Gemini manifold, denial at birth
The unborn inherits the earth

Legs spread for suction of vaginal vomit
Excavation of intestinal puke
Misconceived and tapped from futility
Reincarnation...

I am what I am
I only like them when they are dead
Dead people are all the same
Taking more than they are giving
Like endless flirting game

Asexual deviancy
Perversity unbound
Death is so profound

5. The Desire

Putrid stench reeks from the wound
A wound that wont ever heal
I slashed the sack off by the scrotum
I'm finally rid of the feel

Got sick to my stomach waiting
Fantasized for far too long
Took matters into my own hands
And resized the shape of my schlong

A burning desire
To remove my next limb
How come my desire
Is different from yours?

Never intimidated by the flash of the blade
It has become my life as I know it
I enhance my stimulation further
Cutting things off and then throw it

Slowly I get reborn
Through self rape
Fixated by reshape

Once I am done
What will be left of me?
Once I am gone
What is there to see?

6. Rituals Of Bloodshed

I worship her bruised and broken body on the altar of sin
Consumed by the cannibalistic urges I had
Fingers run through regurgitated flesh

To feel the pain of her baptism through death
Repeated over without submission
I released my seed deep inside her again
Organized repulsion

Rituals Of Bloodshed
Rituals Of Bloodshed

Bathing and butchering in a crimson hate
Such sadomastic domain
Closing my eyes I can still hear the scream
Begging for something more

A pale blue body deceased from the skin
Watching the worms crawling out
Crawling and biting
Nectar of the Gods
And revealing the Death

Rituals Of Bloodshed
Rituals Of Bloodshed

Rotting with filth now let the worms crawl into you
Nekromantic divisions that ritual calls us all
Bathing and butchering in crimson hate
Gorified and insane!

Rituals of Bloodshed
Rituals Of Bloodshed

Rituals of Bloodshed
A Corpse in fucking rage
Rituals of Bloodshed
Gorified and insane

7. Facemask

What am I?
But an instrument of destruction
A tool for the clever
To abuse

A safe place
To turn to when in doubt
I know it's not right
But I can't handle the seduction

The hunt for my prey
Finally dominates
Just giving into this urge
The flesh controls my mind

Insanity takes its toll
Fragility reigns supreme
Nurturing hate in between
When that is the only comfort

With the axe I split your head in two
It will divide your mind
With my blade I cut your womb wide open
It will make you just fine

Recognizing beauty as a pleasure of sin
As a guide for my selection
Blood equals power and so you will win
And you got plenty now

The first one
Was just an accident
But once you taste blood this way
There is no turning back

8. Insomaniac

Been left awake again
With no peace of mind
I am in the dark shadows
All alone in pain

Surroundings all so dismal
In this anonymity
Starvation starts to beckon
All I am left with is me

My flesh is bleak and pale
Suffering from a life so grey
One day I will vanish like vapor
From all dismay

I am the Insomaniac

Not even a gleam of rescue
Is nowhere to be found
I have to wait for justice
To grace my guilty ground

No matter when death arrives
Forever I am in torture
This grief-stricken wrath I behold
Is what is left of my future

9. Value In Flesh

Shadows hit the sidewalk
Out to haunt their nightly prey
Riding their misfortunes
To get their daily pay

Amidst the pain and pleasure
They share the loss of hope
Guilt and tearful gratitude
Addicted to the dope

Regret and despair
Embraced in fear

Instinct is driven forth
By carnal desire
Emotionally lost
On a high wire

10. Abandonment

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11. Leprosy

Bodies deformed way beyond belief
Cast out from their concerned society
Flesh contorting day after day
Freak of the dark world is what the people say

Their lives decay before their eyes
There is no hope of cure
Among their own kind they live
A life that's so obscure
First an arm and then a leg
Deterioration grows
Rotting while they breathe – Death comes slow

Leprosy will take control and bring you to your death
No chance of a normal life to live just like the rest
Leprosy will spread with time, your body soon to change
Appearance becomes hideous a sight too much to take

Tuberculoid the most severe
Decay of the nerves comes fast
Sense of feeling soon to be gone
Life will never last

No hope of recovery after the nerves are eaten away
Damage is done you feel no more pain
Bones decay deterioration grows
Origin of this horrid disease nobody knows

Their lives decay before their eyes
There is no hope of cure
Among their own kind they live
A life that's so obscure
First an arm and then a leg
Deterioration grows
Rotting while they breathe – Death comes slow

Leprosy will take control and bring you to your death
No chance of a normal life to live just like the rest
Leprosy will spread with time, your body soon to changel
Appearance becomes hideous a sight too much to take

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