- Жанр
- Дэт-метал
- Лицензия
-
- Над треком работали
- Я (Necros)
- Описание
- Чем то местами похоже на Carcass (как народ говорит)
- История создания
- Само сочинилось
- Альбом
- End Of All Hopes (mini)
- Студия
- Дома
- Текст
- 2000 years in hell
***************
Burn down in throes of pain, die in the perfect flame
Here is no peace, only arcane war
Blood and pain, minds' insane - the human kind makes a final crawl
Here are no logic acts, and another...was laid to rest
Deceitful face and empty eyes - the blackest hate is masked by smile.
The endless greed of the lithic hearts, redistribution of the alien yards
Agressive war - without a cause, and million dead - a futile loss
I am sick of this, I'm filled with wrath, a toy will never be the god
The hand is death, the vice of all, and filth will never turn to gold
Ancient times are the same as present life
There are no rules, you live and then you die
Cause someone wants to see the pain and tears...of blood
And cannibals eat you alive
Your skin, your heart and drink your blood
The scream is dying in the silent space
Your corpse on ground, and you are - dead!
Then blade of knife in the dark of night - the ripper waits for his sacrifice
She is so young, she is so nice until the knife... cuts out her eyes
And naked corpse without remorse dissected... from the cunt to throat
Guilt is lie, cause she has died, but here still lives her endless cry
New born child is a slave of human-beasts
He cannot live, he can exist
In world that drowned in flows of fuckin' blood
In Hell that lives in our blackened souls
Cursed and doomed to be cut out from...
Throw away all dreams about heaven
No more life, reality is false
I hear around the conjoint torturous lament
Buried by dust from millions nuclear blasts
Antecedent history of nations has been forgotten
There is no escape, we'll all be laid to rest
In eternity of time, we'll never be begotten