Cryptopsy

In The Kingdom Where Everything Dies, The Sky Is Mortal We are... We are aware that we are: We are breathing... This is our present exhalation (and) then comes inspiration ...wait for it... For thee, mortals, a cataclysm Wherein all (that) thou knowe

Save, me from, this pain, which you, Have crafted, throughout years of hate. Your endless greed, is astonishing. It swallowed, your life, and your goals, It tampered with, your entire soul. You have sacrificed, the benefits of what's been sewn, Just

Matriarchal piety disturbed at their Vespers. Sisterly society feels the stifling whispers... Anger of the dead-at-sea denied proper Interment, Dumped overboard summarily, washed down In a current. Sepulchral consideration... Wrathful omen... Dog rem

Pardon, please, the narrow Confinement of your limbs; Unfortunately, it's necessary For your correction; Shriek to your heart's Content, if you wish; I promise you pain and Nightmares, in that sequence. Permit me to introduce you to Tuesday... I favo

Carrionshine After the fire, their bodies at rest Beyond mere blood, beyond mere breath: Their terror summons the vapours of fright A mating call to things of the night The things they'll become after they die Have called to us before their time: The

Endless Cemetery Beneath a shawl of midnight silence A howling blackness Where all is remade in necromorphosis Asleep in human remains Worn from the stones Elegiac words Recounting hopes And forgotten lives For beneath them lies The dust of humans Th

Angelskingarden Touched by Jeqon The inciter Well-rounded womanflesh Doth tempt The angels of the watch To sin And their sons are Nephilim Thrice blessed are we in his garden We have the world, our health, our kin: As we ?go forth and multiply? We ta

In the kitchen With a screaming triple amputee... Its completion depends solely On my needs... Said amputee's stumps Are my way of saying... "Thank you Just for being you." Its fear tastes better than its limbs. Terror of morality I draw from th

An ominous disembowelment... The soothslayer is blinded, such is fate; Abomination to damn the eyes... For the righteous, a test of faith. "We thank thee lord, for this tribulation, We sing thy praises without end; No matter how rabid the oppressor,

Sextons of the churchyard Have seen unblessed things; Ground no longer hallowed Has sprouted new graves. Descendants of clan That unsurped maternity hear whispers in their blood; This summons of the Fathers. Adherence to the principle Of "man by woma

You have sinned. You will die... You will be absorbed. No more god, Safe at last... Embrace the abyss. The dark is warm, Comforting... Welcome to the fold. Close your soul, Turn your heart, Learn... Let us prey On the weak. Feed the dark With their f

Blasphemy Made Flesh, 1995 Lyrics by Lord Worm I've learned to control my thoughts ever since I recognized the first eavesdropper: those who listen in on my thoughts, my logic, my sanity I cannot let them know I don't know the verses, or converse in

Blasphemy Made Flesh, 1995 Lyrics by Lord Worm Oh what a gal! She seems such a perfect victim: This I can tell, for if beauty by guilt, she's guilty Ordinarily, I'd not wish to frighten her or hurt her, But such beauty inspires one to give the gift o

We who end lives with a wink and a smile And a song in our hearts and a twinkling eye Do so with a noble purpose in mind: To thin out the rabble of humankind We are never where you think We'll be The shadow underneath your sink Our teeth into Your fr

Instrumental 专辑:Once Was Not 歌手:Cryptopsy 歌曲:The End

The courtroom was packed as the verdict was delivered The quiet defendant sat paralysed in disbelief Her hands would be severed, she would be hung and then burnt I turned to console her but she was already being ushered away Her life had never been a

Savagely beguiled of courage Not equipped for determination Needed for your journey Not sure if you were Thrown in or shit out The way you see it is the way it is Maybe not the way it's supposed to be A beginning for other solutions Led to the same p

Cold Hate, Warm Blood Late last night at rest with my mate I'm visited by a victim of hate A spectoral group, yet they're one and the same They would never live Nor would they have a name A baby too young to walk or to talk Rocked to sleep with a big

Waiting, within this sullen twilight, We shiver, anticipation clouding our sight. We contrived this lesson in order to reconcile. We've compiled these actions in order to retaliate. The time has now come, to swallow your lost, pride. Between your all

Ossuary for the misinformed You'd end up being amazed At what you'd see inside The whisps of knowledge denied And to think that someone's implied It's a better place to reside Take that voice of unreason Asked that question About the chaos That lies