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But Life Goes On (Demo) - Entombed

album  : But Life Goes On (Demo)
groupe : Entombed
sortie   : 1989

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But Life Goes On

A rotten stench
Surrounds another ended life
Maggots infesting the rotten flesh
Is that the way you want to die ?
Decomposed
Don't want to live in a decaying shell
But why should I go to heaven
And who's to say I'll enter hell

Dead - Deceased, but life goes on
I will be the one who won
My charred body will decay
But my soul will be floating anyway

Visually a corpse
But what's inside my head
Don't consider I once was deceased
So I guess I'll come back from the dead
Dying my death
In relentless aggrieve
Dead and put down in a wooden box
Just can't be my destiny

Dead - Deceased, but life goes on
I will be the one who won
Continue to seek and you will see
That life is your worst enemy

Shreds Of Flesh

Blood gush forth
When your skin is sawed
Reeking slices
Of flesh so raw
Now you're dying
- Slow and terrifying
Hacking your body
Limb from limb
I hope it felt nice
When the pain was set in

Horrified
Nauseating and disgusting
The art of murder has no
Emotion for it's victims

Now you are just
some shreds of flesh

The Truth Beyond

People put to death in the name of God
And blood run red in an eternal flood
The word has been spread - Through out the centuries
Millions of corpses lying in the cemeteries

Reek of christianity
Down of obscuration
The birth of insanity
And death to liberation
Lord of evolution
Enslavement emperor
Root of all evil
It is the holy terror

God the almighty - The creator of Earth
Devote your life to this holy writ - The key to your rebirth
And if you've been a believer of justice and brave
So what! It shall be written on your grave

The bell summon its slaves to mass
In the darkest hour
To devour the body of Christ
The blood feast shall increase their power
Chalices filled to the edge with blood
Drawn from holy veins
Tearing his stomach open
And revel in the shredded remains

Smell the putrid stench
Of the godblessed crucifixion
And discover the lies
There is no resurrection
Get your eyes open wide
And discover the lies
See the truth beyond
The shadows of a false paradise!


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