They offer us the blades
That tear with pleasure our flesh
And every strife carves
Their influence on our minds
We live with this suffering
A fall into depression
The self-mutilation pushes us
Towards the meaning of our beings
They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit
And every word molest our faces into wounds
We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside
The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear
They die, one after one
Cause this is all they deserve
And the smell of powder mixed to their blood
Is intoxicating
We bear the guns and load the bullets
Blasting their heads
We're children of Despair
And priest of negation
We are them
We offer your blades and break your minds
We load your guns and press the relaxation
We are them and command your death
Distiphyxia
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The Cold Wind Of My Breath Is Aways Blowing (Niflheim cover)
04:33
The rain through who I rode is ethereal
Our forests are eternal
The cold wind of my breath is always blowing
In the frost that lies beneath the sky
The snowy mountain
The freezing glance of the moon, so cold
On my narrow path to darkness
Beholding the eternity...
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She's got a fetish for fine art
A pair of knee-socks and an oversized sweatshirt
She goes right to my heart
She comes a'knocking with her stocking and I get hurt
I get the feeling I'm in deep
Troubled waters but they're only thigh-high
This kind of girl don't get no sleep
Don't wake your father, skip the starters, strap those garters up
Oh my my!
Checkered pattern on your skirt
I see you flaunting, see you taunting, it's so sickening
I can't resist the way you flirt
I should be dead but my heartbeat's quickening
I get the feeling less is more
It's an excuse just to shake your little derrière
That ratio; a perfect score
A girl's status is measured by her denier
Lie down baby
Arch your back now
Maybe you can help me get what I want
Curve your little spine and tell me that you're mine
It's all about the game and what you flaunt
Yeah, I know that there's no pleasing you
When you know that you're not teasing me
She's an absolute terror for Absolute Territory
(You're so hotly contested, here's a tip
You should rename your thighs to the Gaza Strip)
That's it, baby, take control
You're so enticing, mesmerizing, don't know how to react
You're gonna steal my very soul
More manslaughter than the third impact
I see you strutting in that pleat
Double-taking, yeah I'm shaking and you know it shows
This kind of girl just can't be beat
She whispers in my ear
Take off your clothes
Lie down baby
Arch your back now
Maybe you can help me get what I want
Curve your little spine and tell me that you're mine
It's all about the game and what you flaunt
Yeah, I know that there's no pleasing you
When you know that you're not teasing me
She's an absolute terror for Absolute Territory
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