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Krabathor: "Only Our Death Is Welcome" – 1992

энциклопедия: Krabathor

Состав группы:

  • Christopher – лидер-вокал, гитара
  • Bruno – вокал, бас
  • Hire – гитары
  • Kopec – ударные

Krabathor: "Only Our Death Is Welcome" – 1992

Композиции:

  1. Psychodelic
  2. Eternal
  3. Convict To Contempt
  4. Pacifistic Death
  5. Preparing Your End
  6. Killing My Wrath
  7. Madness Of The Dark Shadows

Лирика

1. Psychodelic

I'm irritate appearance
In the eyes is death and revenge
In my face is grisly anger
Task is O.K. – killing the brain !

Don't control my wrath
In the veins is poison
Killing for my virtue
Slowly let out poisonous blood

Psychodelic

Every have own mistakes
I've defect in brain
Now we are in a row living
I'll kill, piece by piece

I'm loyal for death
I see only hopeless
People are the fuckers
Therefore kill, kill, kill!

Psychodelic

I kill the innocents,
But among they are the offenders
Death even so is just
I kill the others, don't will better

Psychodelic

2. Eternal

Sky is full of terror
Full of life and death
How much pain stand I ?
Cruelty crush my heart

Horizon is in a cramp
In the psychic ruin
I'm torment, but don't kneel
I'm in the nest of worms

Eternal

Remember for all
For all dirty whiles
Remember for all
And then I will strong

My soul is a put up
Put up with the madness
My pleasure is scarr
I'm control by own brain

Eternal

3. Convict To Contempt

I'm in deep agony now
I remember to all my life,
Don't hear sincere crying over me
My last appeals are boring

My last headstrong wish
Bury in coffin, no cremate
I'm dry pale body
Only my death is welcome

Cample me for this state
I can't defend oneself
My eyes before hand close
Nobody don't say nothing

Convict to contempt
Convict to contempt

My life is end off
All are glad of my death
Put intotin box my ash
My name is oblivion

Convict to contempt
Convict to contempt

4. Pacifistic Death

Pacifistic death, in the middle
Of rot bodies
Guns is full of blood
They're kill like bullets

Mortal, mortal pain
Seek for final hope
Rituals of death
Man is fully stiff

Sadistic thought, you're teach to kill
Slowly torture to death,
Bring the satisfaction

You're reek, you're run,
You're headless kill
Aren't torment but torment
You've like slowly cooling dawn blood,
You're teach dying by the death
Pacifistic death
Pacifistic death

Schism your own acts
Bestials but effectives
Is the century of dying
Rot off much the innocents

You're reek, you're run...

Pacifistic death
Pacifistic death

5. Preparing Your End

Ordinary life, everyday without value
No tragic thought, nobody gripe in
anixiety
You are glad to life
You don't know what waiting for you
Is the last while
Don't say nothing
You're turn to death

Preparing your end
Remaining drop in your cup
You're running like blind
Death is lead to other realm

Fatal whiles near, you're smiling
Death touch for you, is in your body
Slowly trip up your foots, brutal scene
Your body cry blood, pile up without name
Preparing your...

Silent singing is resound
Nobody think for nothing
All is black, some tears...some words
Is it only nonsense's ?

6. Killing My Wrath

I leave from town
Where is the black heaven
Forever here
Remain darkness
With the strain of look for
My oneself again
And my body
Killing my wrath

Killing my wrath
Killing my wrath

Wounds hurt again, who time don't heal
I look for better, what remain on us
Who betray own self, betray again
And my body killing my wrath

I hide the tracks
Is the time go away
From the dark grave
I dig the conscience
Then to my torment
I remember again
And my body
Killing my wrath

Killing my wrath
Killing my wrath

7. Madness Of The Dark Shadows

I running from church
There burn my conscience
I'm out of breath
And suffocate with fear
I exile in my own soul
All my hopes are bury under dust

I step alone the sacricase
Who don't leads nowhere
Pictures on the wall
I see the first time
Tired to death
hidden windows count
And cups on the table
Are full of blood

In the big mirror I see death
Closing my eyes but see her always
Morbid ideas, brain putrefecation
Tears and blood pursuer me in dreams

Cursed life
Who want to lived ?
Who give me my dream
Who empty blood to my veins ?
Death is at heals
In the morbid dreams
In every I see
Only blood and tears
Death is at heals
In the morbid dreams
In every I see
Only blood and tears

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