Procession (CHL) : Burn - Alive & Burning Christians

Doom Metal / Chile
(2009 - Self-Released)
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1. INCINERATE

Feel the pressure
Down the river of corpses
The slaves of a kingdom destroyed
The bodies are floating
The blackwater is drowning
The dreams of the ones who return.

No one can see this
But me, I am dying
These waters are ripping my flesh
The Ocean awaits me
My season is fading
Farewell to the ones I´ll forget.


2. THE ROAD TO THE GRAVEGARDEN

I once saw them
Longing for the end
Lead men walking on these lands
Leave behind a life
Once lost by faith
In a hopeless world of worms

You´ll be buried soon
Don''t be afraid
The eternal sleep of men
Rest in peace, my son ...
The priest will say
As the blood of the goat he tastes

Followers!
Crawling disciples of doom
Sentinels!
In the garden of the graves
Celebrate!
With chants and pagan dance
Oh!


3. DOWN THE RIVER OF CORPSES - THE FUNERAL OF AN AGE

To walk the earth
Spreading words of mercy
You are not wise enough
To speak like a preacher.

You knocked at my door
You asked me to hear you
What a waste of time
You are a poor little man.

Surrender to myself
Your lies now you shall pay
Hanging from this cross.

There is one more thing to do
I am gonna make you burn
With the tongues of Lucifer.

Burn!


4. DOWN THE RIVER OF CORPSES

Incinerate
To walk the earth
Spreading words of mercy
You are not wise enough
To speak like a preacher.

You knocked at my door
You asked me to hear you
What a waste of time
You are a poor little man.

Surrender to myself
Your lies now you shall pay
Hanging from this cross.

There is one more thing to do
I am gonna make you burn
With the tongues of Lucifer.

Burn!


5. THE ROAD TO THE GRAVEGARDEN

I once saw them
Longing for the end
Lead men walking on these lands
Leave behind a life
Once lost by faith
In a hopeless world of worms

You´ll be buried soon
Don''t be afraid
The eternal sleep of men
Rest in peace, my son ...
The priest will say
As the blood of the goat he tastes

Followers!
Crawling disciples of doom
Sentinels!
In the garden of the graves
Celebrate!
With chants and pagan dance
Oh!


6. INCINERATE

Feel the pressure
Down the river of corpses
The slaves of a kingdom destroyed
The bodies are floating
The blackwater is drowning
The dreams of the ones who return.

No one can see this
But me, I am dying
These waters are ripping my flesh
The Ocean awaits me
My season is fading
Farewell to the ones I´ll forget.

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