Necroterio : Putrid Glory
Les paroles
1. INTRO
(Instrumental)
2. BUTCHER - BLOODY OBSESSION
I wake up before the lunch
With my butcher hands
I cut and rip the flesh
The flesh I must to eat
From my nares and pores spills blood
My butcher satisfaction
And bloody obssession
So I go to the streets searching for victims
In a hell of visions and allucinations
I see blood and corpses on the road
I see red guts dropped on the floor
I'm a butcher and live between rotthenness
And putrid stench
As a barbaric I tear and rip corpses
3. PUTRID GLORY
You smile for me
Lying until the end of time
Solitude embracing us
Blood our souls embrace
Mortals crying
Life and death become the spirits
The flesh alone in the cold
Without fear
Without soul
Only degenerating
And some spirits look after
Another day unfold still I see
They travelling far away
Every matter is abandoned with anguish
Your kingdom rotting about you
Putrid odor saturated in your heart
The throne the ened
The end of your throne
4. HANDCUFFS
Imprisioned with
Handcuffs
He bleeds without
Destiny
Worms eats his corps
In the sacred tomb
Without escape
Without destiny
Awaiting eternal
Life
Awaiting the dreams
With devotion
By the crimes
By the cruel life
Finishing with the pain
Caused by the worms
5. LEGIST (PERMANENT RETALIATION)
Sanguinary legist
His obstination for blood
His corpses to slash
Bistoury cutting and ripping
Human bodies
Scar at the carnal structure
Mangled and shattered
His scissors cutting artery and veins
Legist in permanent retaliation of flesh
Taking of his organs and heart
His brain of massacre and dilaceration
Opened and mutilated in this glory autopsy
(Instrumental)
2. BUTCHER - BLOODY OBSESSION
I wake up before the lunch
With my butcher hands
I cut and rip the flesh
The flesh I must to eat
From my nares and pores spills blood
My butcher satisfaction
And bloody obssession
So I go to the streets searching for victims
In a hell of visions and allucinations
I see blood and corpses on the road
I see red guts dropped on the floor
I'm a butcher and live between rotthenness
And putrid stench
As a barbaric I tear and rip corpses
3. PUTRID GLORY
You smile for me
Lying until the end of time
Solitude embracing us
Blood our souls embrace
Mortals crying
Life and death become the spirits
The flesh alone in the cold
Without fear
Without soul
Only degenerating
And some spirits look after
Another day unfold still I see
They travelling far away
Every matter is abandoned with anguish
Your kingdom rotting about you
Putrid odor saturated in your heart
The throne the ened
The end of your throne
4. HANDCUFFS
Imprisioned with
Handcuffs
He bleeds without
Destiny
Worms eats his corps
In the sacred tomb
Without escape
Without destiny
Awaiting eternal
Life
Awaiting the dreams
With devotion
By the crimes
By the cruel life
Finishing with the pain
Caused by the worms
5. LEGIST (PERMANENT RETALIATION)
Sanguinary legist
His obstination for blood
His corpses to slash
Bistoury cutting and ripping
Human bodies
Scar at the carnal structure
Mangled and shattered
His scissors cutting artery and veins
Legist in permanent retaliation of flesh
Taking of his organs and heart
His brain of massacre and dilaceration
Opened and mutilated in this glory autopsy
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