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Incarnated (PL) : Try Before Die
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1. ZOMBIELAND
In the shadows of the day
In the lights of the night
They come out to hunt to satisfy desire
The prisoners of down city
The army of the damned
Every night army of the dead
It's coming back to life
They're looking for stray souls
Fresh meat smells like a virgin
Like a new-born baby
Fresh blood is so warm and so odorous
2. SECOND SIDE (OUT OF MIND)
Do you feel this excitement ?
Do you feel this ecstasy ?
Feel this fascination !
Don't limit yourself
Look deeper in my eyes
Black visions are tempting
You will see it, what you have never seen
Feel this fascination
If you want to know, come to my world
World of lust, excitement and pleasure
Don't be afraid of the dark side of the dreams
Feel the borders of pain, suffering and humiliation
Cross the border of consciousness
Normality it's an empty platitude
Go out from the prison of your mind
Go outside of grey reality
Rise from behind consciousness
Go forward
Be over the top
3. DEAD EYES SEE NOTHING
Pestilence eats this world
Virus kills everyone and all
The epidemic took a heavy toll on the inhabitants
Black mower beginning own work
Cold blade of Scythe piercing our souls
Disembowelment, hearts working slowly
We are going to nihility
Dead eyes see nothing
We are dead to the world
Oral lament of crucified souls
Ripping our ears
We are eating each other
Destroy everything
Life doesn't exist
Pestilence is spreading
Tissues dying step by step
Necrosis to run wild
Devour, eat broken meat
Reek of putrefuction causes vomiting
Have no medicine, hasn't neutralized
Preyed-upon organisms are dying
Self destruction
4. MY BROTHER CAIN
Suffering is a form of life
Pain is a pleasure
Conflicting signals received by the brain
Satisfy and satisfaction
Hammered blades under the skin
Pulsating blood leaking from the wounds
Skin tissue tears like paper
Cause even greater satisfaction
Eyes in ecstasy seeing the macabre
Grimace of pain and excitement on his face
More self-harm
Closer to the summit of satisfaction
Cut hands, torn nails
Snipping fingers
Ripped wrists
Warm blood flows down to the floor
Peak of excitement
End of life
Terrible showing of elation
The beauty of self-fulfillment
5. FULL OF VICTIMS
The ripping bellies and intestine crush
Pull the bowels outside
Victims eaten alive
Scored eyeswatch their own death
Bestial dismembered bodies scattered around
Uneaten remains of fresh victims still alive
Gnawed organs still pulsating blood
Eviscerated stomachs starting to rot
Debased, infuriated fresh bodies
Blood freezes in veins and makes clots
Chronic stink of putrefaction induces vomiting
Tattered heads, broken skulls without eyes
Ragged skin, ragged bones
Remainders after feast
Uneaten remains
A treat for vermin, rats and viruses
6. DEATH MACHINE
Rotting body parts tearing away
Stinking smell comes into nose
Body goes to pieces in hands
Shocking convulsions
Vomiting green substance outside
Tongue falling into throat
One's last breath
Heart stops working
Virus killed all the world
It's bad for the system
Convulsions
Pulsating blood outside
We are the virus
We are dead
7. GRAVE IS WWHERE YOUR HEART IS
I can't escape, barbed wire on my hands
Spines cause mayhem on my body in every move
Hammered deeper and deeper
Start of bloody screams
Death is the end of the horrible slaughter
I see nothing, empty eye sockets
Frozen blood, gangrene of the eyelids
Nerve connections protrude outside
The remnants of veins and cuts of meat
I can't scream, blood filled my mouth
Rescued claw tongue
A piece of my flesh
Separated from the total body
Vulnerable, ripped throat
I can't breathe
Crushed chest
The lungs have hard work
The groans of the suffering, that's all
The cruel ritual is performed
Tired piece of meat
Death is the end of the horrible carnage
8. BLOODY HANDS
Blood on my hands
Without consciousness
Without memories
Ripped hearts
Dead brain, dead visions
Headache !
What's the matter ? What's wrong ?
Blood on my hands
Red and warm like a mulled wine
Desire and rapture penetrate my mind
Glutinous bodies in libidinous embrace
Invites to vulgar games
Blood on my lips
Still warm and odorous
Blood flows away
Life goes away
Lights goes out
Darkness comes
Second side waiting
Blood on my hands
Dark side, remaining world
Other life
Cranium's alley debouches into the rapture
Excitement, safer ecstacy
Death reborn, beginning again
Neverending orgasm
Worship of pain
Funny tortures
Mortification of life
Pleasure from hate
We kill each other
Blood on my hands
9. MADNESS
Insanity in my head
Insanity in my eyes
I will kill them all
One by one
Feel, taste blood
Feel, smell fresh flesh
Tear out heart from ripping thorax
Feel the pain
Feel the suffering
Breath of Jack Kech on nape
Raises anxiety and fear of victim
Horror, reach the border
But now it's just beginning
Start of path across the land of pleasure
Crack of broken fingers penetrate the silence
Loud moans of victims quiet down
Pain shows decline of heavy toll of life
Fear before it's begun
Cut throat bleeding more and more
Veins throbbing, punching blood outside
Butcher's knife shining by surgery's lamplight
I will cut your head
I want to see inside
Curiosity knows no borders
Gutted corpse proves beautiful interior
Last breath
Life functions stops
Heart works stops
Coming to the end
In the shadows of the day
In the lights of the night
They come out to hunt to satisfy desire
The prisoners of down city
The army of the damned
Every night army of the dead
It's coming back to life
They're looking for stray souls
Fresh meat smells like a virgin
Like a new-born baby
Fresh blood is so warm and so odorous
2. SECOND SIDE (OUT OF MIND)
Do you feel this excitement ?
Do you feel this ecstasy ?
Feel this fascination !
Don't limit yourself
Look deeper in my eyes
Black visions are tempting
You will see it, what you have never seen
Feel this fascination
If you want to know, come to my world
World of lust, excitement and pleasure
Don't be afraid of the dark side of the dreams
Feel the borders of pain, suffering and humiliation
Cross the border of consciousness
Normality it's an empty platitude
Go out from the prison of your mind
Go outside of grey reality
Rise from behind consciousness
Go forward
Be over the top
3. DEAD EYES SEE NOTHING
Pestilence eats this world
Virus kills everyone and all
The epidemic took a heavy toll on the inhabitants
Black mower beginning own work
Cold blade of Scythe piercing our souls
Disembowelment, hearts working slowly
We are going to nihility
Dead eyes see nothing
We are dead to the world
Oral lament of crucified souls
Ripping our ears
We are eating each other
Destroy everything
Life doesn't exist
Pestilence is spreading
Tissues dying step by step
Necrosis to run wild
Devour, eat broken meat
Reek of putrefuction causes vomiting
Have no medicine, hasn't neutralized
Preyed-upon organisms are dying
Self destruction
4. MY BROTHER CAIN
Suffering is a form of life
Pain is a pleasure
Conflicting signals received by the brain
Satisfy and satisfaction
Hammered blades under the skin
Pulsating blood leaking from the wounds
Skin tissue tears like paper
Cause even greater satisfaction
Eyes in ecstasy seeing the macabre
Grimace of pain and excitement on his face
More self-harm
Closer to the summit of satisfaction
Cut hands, torn nails
Snipping fingers
Ripped wrists
Warm blood flows down to the floor
Peak of excitement
End of life
Terrible showing of elation
The beauty of self-fulfillment
5. FULL OF VICTIMS
The ripping bellies and intestine crush
Pull the bowels outside
Victims eaten alive
Scored eyeswatch their own death
Bestial dismembered bodies scattered around
Uneaten remains of fresh victims still alive
Gnawed organs still pulsating blood
Eviscerated stomachs starting to rot
Debased, infuriated fresh bodies
Blood freezes in veins and makes clots
Chronic stink of putrefaction induces vomiting
Tattered heads, broken skulls without eyes
Ragged skin, ragged bones
Remainders after feast
Uneaten remains
A treat for vermin, rats and viruses
6. DEATH MACHINE
Rotting body parts tearing away
Stinking smell comes into nose
Body goes to pieces in hands
Shocking convulsions
Vomiting green substance outside
Tongue falling into throat
One's last breath
Heart stops working
Virus killed all the world
It's bad for the system
Convulsions
Pulsating blood outside
We are the virus
We are dead
7. GRAVE IS WWHERE YOUR HEART IS
I can't escape, barbed wire on my hands
Spines cause mayhem on my body in every move
Hammered deeper and deeper
Start of bloody screams
Death is the end of the horrible slaughter
I see nothing, empty eye sockets
Frozen blood, gangrene of the eyelids
Nerve connections protrude outside
The remnants of veins and cuts of meat
I can't scream, blood filled my mouth
Rescued claw tongue
A piece of my flesh
Separated from the total body
Vulnerable, ripped throat
I can't breathe
Crushed chest
The lungs have hard work
The groans of the suffering, that's all
The cruel ritual is performed
Tired piece of meat
Death is the end of the horrible carnage
8. BLOODY HANDS
Blood on my hands
Without consciousness
Without memories
Ripped hearts
Dead brain, dead visions
Headache !
What's the matter ? What's wrong ?
Blood on my hands
Red and warm like a mulled wine
Desire and rapture penetrate my mind
Glutinous bodies in libidinous embrace
Invites to vulgar games
Blood on my lips
Still warm and odorous
Blood flows away
Life goes away
Lights goes out
Darkness comes
Second side waiting
Blood on my hands
Dark side, remaining world
Other life
Cranium's alley debouches into the rapture
Excitement, safer ecstacy
Death reborn, beginning again
Neverending orgasm
Worship of pain
Funny tortures
Mortification of life
Pleasure from hate
We kill each other
Blood on my hands
9. MADNESS
Insanity in my head
Insanity in my eyes
I will kill them all
One by one
Feel, taste blood
Feel, smell fresh flesh
Tear out heart from ripping thorax
Feel the pain
Feel the suffering
Breath of Jack Kech on nape
Raises anxiety and fear of victim
Horror, reach the border
But now it's just beginning
Start of path across the land of pleasure
Crack of broken fingers penetrate the silence
Loud moans of victims quiet down
Pain shows decline of heavy toll of life
Fear before it's begun
Cut throat bleeding more and more
Veins throbbing, punching blood outside
Butcher's knife shining by surgery's lamplight
I will cut your head
I want to see inside
Curiosity knows no borders
Gutted corpse proves beautiful interior
Last breath
Life functions stops
Heart works stops
Coming to the end
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