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Band's list Death Thrash Izegrim Izegrim
Démo, data de aparición : 2002 - Self-Released
Style: Death Thrash

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1. Under the Banners of Hatred
2. Persona non Grata
3. Nail on Your Coffin

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1.UNDER THE BANNERS OF HATRED

Under the banners of hatred
So pityful our lives
Weðre starting a war weðre not gonna win
Will we live or die?

A bag of dough or national pride
Maybe a piece of land
Ensue to itðs final purpose:
Obliteration on demand

Go to your dutieså your pathetic life has no value

Pain æ The outcome is irrelevant
Death æ A fact you canðt deny

Pile up the coffins
The bells will toll
Now you will dance
Deaths rock & roll

Theyðre bombing our cities to ruin
Who the fuck do they think that they are
Waging a war we canðt possibly win
We all surely die!

Heroes in combatå they seem to fall like drops of rain

Pain æ The outcome is irrelevant
Death æ A fact you canðt deny

Pile up the coffins
The bells will toll
Now you will dance
Deaths rock & roll



2.PERSONA NON GRATA

Once a while I have huge aggrevations,
enormous outbursts of rage
I get depressed of my neurosis
and inner wars that I must wage

Torn in a conflict I don't comprehend,
My life is like a pile of manure
I am aware a lot of things need to change
but for good or bad I am not sure

You hurt me more than I could possibly endure
This time my rage will not subside
I have decided to get rid of all your shit
Repaying every tear I cried

I finally claimed a life of my own
and I am glad that I finally see
You're wasting your life, too lazy to work,
all the time you've been leeching on me
You've taken my dough, you've beaten me up,
got me afraid that I would be ditched
The love I have given has never returned,
You made me a paranoid bitch

Now I will deal with all the pain you've given me
The hidden lies in every sentence
I feel the anger like it is boiling in my blood
I have no time for your repentance
A nasty habit with which I'll have to cope
And when I do it I'll do it well
I take a shovel and club you till you're dead
I hope that you may rot in Hell

Persona Non Grata

Once a while I had huge aggrevations,
enormous outbursts of rage
I got depressed of my neurosis
and inner wars that I must wage
Driven by obsession I'm getting rid of you,
you've driven me far beyond the edge
Your insults and transgressions won't hurt me anymore,
to this I surely dare to pledge

You hurt me more than I could possibly endure
This time my rage will not subside
I have decided to get rid of all your shit
Repaying every tear I cried

I finally claimed a life of my own
and I am glad that I'm finally free
I'm wasting your life, ten stabs in your back,
for all the times you've been fucking with me
You've taken my dough, you've beaten me up,
had me afraid that I would be ditched
The pain you have given has now been returned,
With Love, from your paranoid bitch

Persona Non Grata


3.NAIL ON YOUR COFFIN

Rage!

Gathered sisters, hear my call!
United we stand, divided we'll fall
Redemption has never been so near
for who bear the mark of Venus

Sewing-machines and pans will melt
into weaponry and chastity-belts
Man will face his darkest fears: desecrate the Holy Penis!

Why, why, why... tell me why
Dry, dry, dry... you bled us dry

It's time for female terror,
Amazonian onslaught
In mind Lorrena Bobbit,
There's a lesson to be taught

Your obstrusiveness and obsession with lust,
your blindfolded thoughts that make me disgust
conceive my duty of giving birth,
my only right to work the dresser
Your system of roles surely burns to the ground
and evidently it turns the other way around
So keep in mind:
who wears the skirt stands above the things you treasure

Lies, lies, lies... no more lies
Cry, cry, cry... prepare to die

It's time for female terror,
Amazonian onslaught
In mind Lorrena Bobbit,
There's a lesson to be taught

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