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The Black Dahlia Murder: "Nocturnal" – 2007

энциклопедия: The Black Dahlia Murder

Состав группы:

  • Brian Eschbach – гитара
  • John Kempainen – гитара
  • Trevor Strnad – вокал
  • Bart Williams – бас
  • Shannon Lucas – ударные

The Black Dahlia Murder: "Nocturnal" – 2007

Композиции:

  1. Everything Went Black
  2. What A Horrible Night To Have A Curse
  3. Virally Yours
  4. I Worship Only What You Bleed
  5. Nocturnal
  6. Deathmask Divine
  7. Of Darkness Spawned
  8. Climactic Degradation
  9. To A Breathless Oblivion
  10. Warborn

Лирика

1. Everything Went Black

Crawling the walls through every crack and crevice teems
blackness washing over the windowpanes painting the buildings
in between creeping down the alley ways consuming every street
soundless swarm of nothingness sure to doom us all pulling screaming
earthlings into its toothless jaws endlessly beginning spreading
with no sign of stop horror of horrors truly maddening in size
running just prolongs the end inevitably it strides where has it come from?
how can it be stopped?
so quickly we're to meet our end our empire
we have lost karmatic armageddon no religion could foresee
a planet once forsaken not even a memory streetlights bend into the void
cars enveloped whole darkness deeper than a blindman's sleep soon
to paint the world insatiable its hunger it drinks the sea without
a belch stretching to the other side where it is sure to meet itself
unearthly vacuum devouring the hourglass now empty its time
to say goodbye watching your life flash before mortal eyes
terror fills your heart screams of anguish greet your ears
living death voracious insidious impervious to damage we are slaughtered as if lambs.

2. What A Horrible Night To Have A Curse

This twisted wretched place shadowed by the utmost darks of hell
in dreams of black beyond the bounds of a withered witch's spell
where the doors surely are locked when the sun threatens to wane
where shamblers dwell in dim moon light beyond the warmth of day
liars line the roads at dawn watchful eyes are upon you held
sacred weapons to the sacred reavealed to be unleashed
upon the council of hell blood flows down the streets
at night where wolves cry out for flesh where
a horrible curse taints the woodlands nearby
with the forms of the walking dead unholy inversion of hope
twisting the faith of the meek into hate driven insane by the dark one
to bring forth the foul biddings he speaks the undead are among us
at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds they dance by night
and drink the blood of a child's broken neck his spires are growing
taller still their shadows stretching throughout the land freeing
the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man into the tower
never go the horrors multiply gears can mince the strongest
ones leaving heroes paralyzed the rivers flow with poison
the sands swallow you whole the ghouls that roam
this darkened wood are thirsting for your throat

3. Virally Yours

The sound of vomiting to my ears like singing now
i am beginning to become erect with illness
i am obsessed in the beds of the fallen
i rest a fixation amplified the smell here is what
i like best feverishly vombing the buckets of waste
wrapping myself in the filth-ridden sheets raping
the shells of the comatose to fulfill my needs
photographing bedsores cultured by my sick neglect
it's more than a job it's a love for me to walk this close with death
when you hear a flat line you know surely i'll be near
to when the reaper's sickle is drawn
i am ever aware
i wish i could pull these strings in death
there are finer things malpractice forever be my bitter name
how quickly life does fade away but a flip of the river mans
coin could send you screaming to your grave grief stricken family
watches on ceaseless prayers for an only son
"I'm afraid that nothing can be done"
the moment has finally come the wrath of a god exemplified
to the pearly gates he'll soon arrive to leave here his husk in this room
of white i'm quivering at thought pull the plug i'm begging you take
the ride to the cold and blue the reapers yellowed lichen
fingers aims ever so true the orgins of disease to be witnessed
in my dreams the flooding of the blackest blood to quence my fetid needs

4. I Worship Only What You Bleed

Oh its flowing through me combusting with contempt rationality
abandoning chemically lead astray stepping outside
the confines of this circle bane of society become
i'm about to cross the line and take a life nothing
can stop me now murderous functioning an animal withen
me speaks nothing but blood could satisfy these carnal needs
i am your master superior i reign poised just above you on this death
distorted chain the need to kill transcends temptation
i'm sick and in need of blood withdrawals haunt me taunt
me sickly baiting my deeds can never be undone
i am your shepherd cloaked in obscenity heed these sickening words
i worship only what you bleed i am your master superior
i reign poised just above you on death distorted chain

5. Nocturnal

Between the lies our dead language tongues before the dawns
our hearts they shall hunt the smell of blood excites the nostrils
at first cut the sanguinary worship of red spraying punctures
a sight so divine clutching her carcass face frozen in time
a distorted dialect for the draining of veins to the flooding of bed
sheets with sick crimson rain a warped diction of scriputres
befould traditions steeped within disgraces reviled father unholy
one to your nightrealm we bow nocturnal majesty sworn
to black we'll always be damnation's diction
a deadly disclosure our poisons in their goblets
drip how perfectly hideous so eloquently scribed
each scripture so skillfully sick parchments scabbed over
with plasmatic prose prophesize permanent night
the words of sheer blackness paint ebony my soul and bestow me
with infernal might a warped diction of scriptures befouled traditions
steeped within disgraces reviled father unholy one to your nightrealm
we bow nocturnal majesty sworn to black we'll always be hatred
and persistence destined to see a complete eclipse of that hated sphere
the sun by the light unspokken this language of brutality enraptured
i have become unholy nights arms welcome me

6. Deathmask Divine

Removal of the eyes gives my heart a saddened chill
I preserve them in formaldehyde to gaze upon at will
how their greenish flecks befall me that starlit winters night how
I lost all that I ever was while locked within their sight before you sits
a broken man with your fragile pinkish heart in hand peculiar how
it can hurt so bad while love is only in the mind I sew the gaping chestwork
each thread is made with love the bosom where
I would rest my face is covered in your blood no this
is not the end you'll live on eternally oh lord it's not the end
my secret you'll forever be I interrupt this transformation a familiar lust
swelling in me a long and soulful kiss the shades
are drawn the living world can't see the coil of entrails
how curious the smell how pungent to my eager nostrils
hands further compelled no it's not the end forever
you'll be in my arms I could never let you go my darling
cold and blue I wonder are you dreaming still spread eagled blood
removed I weave the sucking trocar beneath your bruising skin
tonight I'll lay beside you darling in necromantic sin pinned
to the bed sheets like a prized butterfly you're mine
I hear your voice echoing so deeply inside
I did my best to love you while you did live and breathe
this tender taxidermy trophy of the bereaved

7. Of Darkness Spawned

Pretenders to the the throne kneel before him our appalling
wretched demon king praise be to us children spawns
of evil's reckoning doomed from the inception claiming fire
as our home licked by flames our steel grows stronger
to be honed in hate forevermore a hellish scorn quickly approaches
violent climax infernal legions the time nears when we'll strike shadows
serving to enshroud us our blackened hearts those forgotten looming
just beyond their sight the blood of the pariah through these veins
sin and hell our mainstay we shall forever be o to ye wicked ones
an ode of blood a reapers song demons born of man's sickest desire
those of the darkness spawn fires of hell i stroke thee high through
the opened gates ever so wide bury me in sin the daggers have been raised
now lets begin the margins of sanity blur into night as one we'll move
beyond the light murder effortlessly without a tear our motives
to them never clear damn this liars world we speak a truth you've all
awaited impaling holy fallacy the filthy blood of christian seed akin
to looming the serpent we've patiently anticipated the time to rise
is upon us my lord i kneel before you paint me bloody red bathing in blasphemy
i beat the path that's traveled less the forgotten your minions our souls
of black we are thousands in the darkness waiting to attack infernal legions
their heads shall be your prize trophies to our dominion of conquests
only fantasized the dance of death she's a sweet one to victory we will drink

8. Climactic Degradation

Devastate leave them weeping in your wake a family's broken dreams
with gloved hand I separate mutilate them carve them up bring them to their knees
the powers of a knife at hand if it breathes it fucking bleeds mankind end time
disgusted with this race I pluck them from the universe pawns in my favorite game
cut them all down completely randomized never a clue nor a trace is left identity disguised
I measure joy in suffering with a rope and blade
I maim humiliate these fallen souls this earth of sick disgrace
climactic degradation rapture in blood achieved suffocate them rip them rape them
make them fucking scream orgasmic mutilation on terror I do feed annihilate
this bastard race i'll make them bleed for me i'm taking you down
with me into this hell of hells stabbed in the throat sputtering
blood my need is never quelled you must stand here before me my judgement
ends in death I stand above your broken bodies face speckled in red how
sweet it is to revel in your flesh I won't stop until the last is dead

9. To A Breathless Oblivion

The chairs been kicked a rope tied to the rafters blue faced and broken necked
i sigh relieving my vision from the sick mocking star of that hated sun burning
the sky slumped like a headless scarecrow cold and limp against the wall blood
paints a pattern of rorschach's design thawing the winter that burdens this heart
shit stained and shameful an exit in disgrace not a splash but just
a ripple left i end this life in vain in the dead of the darkness
i breach the still lake toward the reflection of the moon
the colored liquid arresting my lungs finally at peace
in this watery tomb destroy this fragile body to be gorged
upon by worms not a splash but just a ripple is left in the wake
of my merciless scorn beyond those cursed stars above lies the answer
that i seek on the backs of bullets rides my name longing
to kiss my cheek resentfully decline retire this hated life
without guilt i break these veins carved with salvation's knife
turn not away avert not your face this is how
it was meant to be in silence found hanging there 'bove a pool of waste
the beauteous workings of mortality no one can truly touch
another parallel never to cross pointless fumbling sad mistake only capable of pain

10. Warborn

Amidst a swirling din of smoke and screaming on the battlefield
born reared on the teat of my dear mother war hardened to stone
through abuse mocked beaten and scorned a bayonet severed umbilical
cord the wind sings it's sad lullaby through a blackened and hallowed ribcage
i'm to die in battle divine with the flames as my grave
this realm of inhuman carnage where the blood
eternally rains to my brothers who've fallen before me
i will walk with you again this my demented playground
the horizon is howling ablaze a skeletal village illuminates
the sky as fire consumes their grains with glee
i rape and torture my pleasure is inflicting pain
with a vigor unholy i'll fight to my doom
'till i've vanquished the christian god's ways
it must be such a different world to which those on the outside exist
at least i know who loves me here no delusions
all weakness dismissed an era of inhuman tragedy to be ushered
by my iron hand the ovens bellowed to crematory
highs to dispose of god fearing man

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