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Feeding the earth,
            -Blood!
Feeding the sand,
           -Blood!
Feeding the oceans,
           -Blood!
Falling from skies,
           -Blood!

The soldiers...are left to rot!


Weapons of war
       men of war
                        soldiers at war,

LEFT TO ROT!
SOLDIERS OF WAR ARE LEFT TO ROT!


Weapons of war
       men of war
                        soldiers at war,

LEFT TO ROT!
SOLDIERS OF WAR ARE LEFT TO ROT!
Relics of war are left to rot!
LEFT TO ROT!


Feeding the earth,
   -weapons of war!
Bleeding in sands,
         -men of war!
Feeding the oceans,
               -left to rot!

Weapons of war,
           -feed the earth!
Men of war,
           -bleed in sands!
Soldiers of war fall to earth!

SOLDIERS OF WAR ARE LEFT TO ROT!
RELICS OF WAR ARE LEFT TO ROT!

<musical break>


Weapons of war
       men of war
                        soldiers at war,

LEFT TO ROT!
SOLDIERS OF WAR ARE LEFT TO ROT!
RELICS OF WAR ARE LEFT TO ROT!


RELICS OF WAR LEFT TO ROT!
Death metal song lyrics.
John AD Dec 2017
I'm delusional yes I am ,
I can see the Carcass at the gates,
Smashing your face,Pulling your veins
Death Angel has come, prepare to die,
When the reaper strikes you, you can't tell a lie,

Decapitating your head , Like a Dying fetus
Abducted by an alien , Now you can see Jesus
From being eaten alive , to the Flesh and the power
Of Death above , Into the Dead Sky.

Butchering knife cuts my body in a half,
I can see myself in Obituary I was chopped in half,
The Venom in my body still flowing bit by bit
Yes, I can feel it the skin in my teeth!
Metal
Blinded with the horribly sweet feeling of violence
Brutality released with a mighty rage
Can't see, humanity feeling so alien and distant
Only sensing blood spilling on my flesh and
******* screams supercharged with terror

As the rightful inner self gains power
I start to awaken, eyes rolling forward, back into position
I drift back from spiritual chaos and into consciousness
Reality hits me with* the force of a train
Identity, mental stability, cognitive ability, all regained
First moment a last dose of relief
Second full of confusion

Third a living hell

Soft warm light fills the living room
Revealing white walls sloppily painted in red
A massive TV set slammed on its face at the ground
Broken glass, a pool of blood and a hand underneath
Dismembered corpses, broken furniture and bones lay around
A gap in the stone wall, a skinned half-eaten body lies outside with the rubble and dirt
Suddenly I realize my stomach is a little too full
The smell of stale blood, the foul stench of death
Drilling through my nose
The silence too loud for me to bear
My family rotting right in front of my eyes

I cringe in shock and disbelief
Totally clueless about the destruction surrounding me
I look down at my red and wet hands
A huge knife in one hand, a patch of skin in the other
The patch of skin looked familiar
Too familiar
I look at the broken ****** mirror above where my little sister lies dead
A red figure stares back at me with half a face

As I'm about to break into tears
I break into a splitting headache instead
A headache like no other
My nails becoming as sharp as the razors cutting up my brain
Nausea, sweat, pain, anxiety, all at once, amplified
My own screams start to terrify me
Drowning in insanity, blindness, and evil
This is the end
Identity, mental stability, cognitive ability, all lost
With no trace, vanished for good

Unleashed from the human experience
I break out of the window, into the night
Cracks forming in the glass like the black roots of evil thriving through my being
Equipped with an unquenchable thirst for bloodshed

I need my fix

Immortal
Indestructible
Supernaturally powerful
Possessed
Running on all fours fast through the night
For the next ****
For mankind is my enemy now


AND MY ENEMIES GET EXTERMINATED
This one's ****** I know, and quite morbid too
thehiddenwriter May 2016
I close the door,
Tune in to Death metal,
I sit high,
Volume Max,
Bass Max,
I just sit and close my eyes,
At First my body used to shiver
now even this is comfortable
Purab Nov 2015
Reality is cold,
So am I.
Soul headbangs,
To the riffs of,
a melodic death metal song.
A Soul that dwells,
In a lyrical coma.
A blissful,
escape route,
Indeed!
Death metal is the call of the hour!
Mahdi Dn Oct 2015
False heroism and modern mythology
Have constructed a malignant effigy
Of ourselves for our future
An unforeseen result, unforetold in scriptures

What is to come,
Will surely cause harm
All of our deeds
Will soon make this flesh bleed

Environmental neglect
Only does reflect
All these actions done by us to
Our own lives and future
What is said in all scriptures

But who's to care

False patriotism and political plots
Dividing and devouring
All mankind and their morals
This is what man does in form of plural
Against nature they race with rifles

Sympathetic man is reduced
To distinction with his feelings induced
By hypocritical acts produced
In support of his wanton he's adduced
His sorrows, overproduced.
- Mahdi Monstrosity Dn

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