Decapitated - Blood Mantra lyrics
Tracks 01. Exiled In Flesh
02. The Blasphemous Psalm To The Dummy God Creation 03. Veins 04. Blood Mantra 05. Nest 06. Instinct 07. Blindness 09. Moth Defect 01. Exiled In Flesh Music by Wacław VOGG Kiełtyka Lyrics by Rafał RASTA Piotrowski
Awaken again into my daymare
Location unknown, memory zero Vision distorted, sound muted, mind lost Slowly stabilising, removing self paranoia Reconstructing reality from pieces Till discovering the common sense between here, now and why These severe answers cut my screaming tongue Detain a nomad soul in my motionless flesh Haunted by desires, sat in this fucking chair I won't fade in a dumb row crawling between the defeated My ears still follow the notes, veins pulse with the rhythm Well-known faces open wide my eyes Acidic air fills my lungs Awakened senses assault! These living shapes, noises from the world outside Exiled inside myself again, ready to wake up! 02. The Blasphemous Psalm To The Dummy God Creation Music by Wacław VOGG Kiełtyka Lyrics by Rafał RASTA Piotrowski
Vermin-plundered void inside
City flash melts the wax soul Sewed myself shut in speechless mouth Could it be the promised land? Elysium, Eden - the abandoned search Non-essential deific light, eclipsed in vivid world The only eternal form: Eternity in formalin Couldn't find their own selves, expecting the guide Those who shall remain in shadow Always shine the most The mortal visage is more familiar Mellifluous whisper sublimates their egos The blasphemous psalm to the dummy-god creation If it only could melt the inner self If it could bring relief I would sign in! 03. Veins Music by Wacław VOGG Kiełtyka Lyrics by Rafał RASTA Piotrowski
Marked as a"new human breed", with the face ripped from the amorphic body
Half breathing to not disturb this order. Wired to a demo-god, upgrading the faith, downloading the holy soul-ware Saved or just safe? Data flooding a weak brain, confused mind under mass media control Submissively taking the nourishment until it pukes with cybernetic dope New age has come, shiny screens display the true world How many bytes are you worth? You get a "sweet" and it does the trick Be a clown or get the throne through knowing "more"? Mental extermination machines, pumping shit into the brains Global factories mass-producing the new kind of man The numbered model scalped of identity, steered and deafened I cut the wires, I wrestle with the veins Must disconnect! Millions of clones, humanoidal folk, being bred and dying Suffering the same kind of dole Touching the throne, the invisible throne, are the kings of lethargy Chained to the fake crown Serving the gods, the digital gods, on the altar of stripped privacy Fucking system's sluts! 04. Blood Mantra Music by Wacław VOGG Kiełtyka Lyrics by Rafał RASTA Piotrowski
Through centuries leading their wars.
Armed with crucifixes. Hardened with dogmas. Ravaging, cursing and murdering every Proteus. I heard faith is a weapon. To protect or kill? If you want me, find me a faith not raised from ruins. Find me a god with non dirty hands. And I will be your assassin. Eternal struggle - exchange of souls. Seven billions of souls. And there is no free trade. If god is a ware, who is the businessman? Innocent merchant with familiar face Is kindly trying to strike a bargain. Priceless currency, salvation for sale. A unique offer?! Who likes fairy tales? Instinct calls for destruction. Prayers will muffle their screams. Good Lord will drink this blood. Every divinity demands sacrifice. Every sacrifice needs divine purposes. This is blood mantra. A universal rite. Divided by symbols, possessed by laws Throats cut for power, Rebels choked on their blood Temples carved in red stone Altars from looted gold Sanctification by slaughter Absolution by doom Saviours impaled on their thrones The reaper's dancing around Vicious circle rolls on I see the cultures - fed by the same earth breast I see the races - watered by the same earth veins I see all the chosen nations - sharing the same breath (as me) I saw civilisations burnt - their blood soaked into this earth I saw gods raised from their ashes Under different names I saw devouring hate Driven by fear of otherness. 05. Nest Music by Wacław VOGG Kiełtyka Lyrics by Rafał RASTA Piotrowski
Experience your race
You are the son of the hostile nest Dormant, damned skills, and mercy-proof eyes Black gates to its core. Welcome to the swarm! Grind your sting, pull out the tongue, forget speech, impale claws Ready to attack, always bites back twice. Banish the Decalogue, the strongest shape the law Never lower the eyes, the weak ones lose at once Born in pain, bring the pain. Burnish bloody, priceless craft! Inner crusade, man against the beast Or beast against the anthropic man? Eternal search for thyself The delusion of triumph The burden of plague Human ever-equal death! Humanize yourself - die! Or incarnate the beast - strike! Seal the cursed fate The wrath is the way. Discover its taste The virgin hit - a furious release Don't move a step back! This is the lethal symphony of nature Experience your race! You are the son of the hostile nest Dormant, damned skills, and mercy-proof eyes Black gates to its core. Welcome to the swarm! Grind your sting, pull out the tongue, forget speech, impale claws. Ready to attack. Born in pain, bring the pain Burnish bloody, priceless craft. 06. Instinct Music by Wacław VOGG Kiełtyka Lyrics by Rafał RASTA Piotrowski
Hunting for some satisfaction?
Follow the species hidden under royalty of our kind Instinct and treacherous mother Evolution Left the beast standing at your side Congratulations! You are the highest of the links... But remember! You can't deny what you are Couldn't it be different Cause we are the whores of the porn generation Nude witches on the walls Lewd spell cast on media trash Listen to their voices lilt Can you hear them, calling for your animal? Inquisition of paraphiliac minds Orgasmic value rules the aphrodisiac world Fuck for money! Fuck for name! Fuck for money! Fuck for fame! Masked with exquisite lives Avoid taboo world, taboo world The forbidden world of primal pleasures There is no freedom in our nature Whenever you reach! Whatever you achieve! Whoever you are! There is no freedom in our nature! 07. Blindness Music by Wacław VOGG Kiełtyka Lyrics by Rafał RASTA Piotrowski
Kin after kin and day after day
We were waiting. Searching for answers Admiring sharp signs on a liquid horizon Prophetic words, ominous phenomena And the wise Mayans' calculations Betrayed their own destiny Failed us! Some had prepared for this show Dug their salvation underground Concrete paradise raised for the chosen ones Deep enough to be deaf, bury remorses on the surface Blind enough to wander in the dark of own madness. Prophetic words, ominous phenomena And the wise Mayans' calculations Betrayed their own destiny Failed us! I've never known our beginning But I've found the end Doom lies in every creature Under the human crest 09. Moth Defect Music by Wacław VOGG Kiełtyka Lyrics by Rafał RASTA Piotrowski
I'm writhing among my brothers
Vigilant and distrustful Enemy among predators Always traced by the others Hatching the lifeshell That I used to wear Absorbing paramorphosed reality No one will lead the blind! No one will call the numb! Follow superior's principles No prayers, our silence is our speech No bread, our fear is our feed No light, our blindness is our hope No warmth, our coldness is our force God left! There is no Eden The sky struggled with ash. Disappeared Lungs taste the venomous air The curse of cannibalistic breath We are existing in phantasmagoric hell Limits of human creation Crossed at every point Moral schism, images of decay The coma is wrapping me up Cocooning senses in a catatonic shell The pallid chamber-extinction stench The pallid chamber-extinction stench Awakening in Fire-Imago in death We are the burning nation The torches of absent light In forge of this flame I hammered out my wings Spread wide towards the freedom Grey wings covered with dust God left. There is no Eden The sky struggled with ash. Disappeared. Lungs taste the venomous air The coma is wrapping me up Cocooning senses in a catatonic death! |