DEATH DU JOUR LYRICS

1. Grace By Chalice Of Anger

Contusioned chalice of anger
Overturned to obliteration,
word, buried in it's own grave
Incruelties, infringe into intact

Exclude, forget all phrases and terms
Flowing thin thread
lights gutter to slots
Glowering in black, peering into black gap
Superiority, implict's discern
Skin won't fade but scrub the mind

Utilitarian principle is to acquit the blood
ravenously from the womb,
prestige of the most to nourish the glory

Notes and heavens can't less severe
Recall to see, alive, flesh and blood
Obligate for the word said when the days end

2. Fragments Of Perdition

Essence of melting lava
flactuates the oceanic
liquids of chaos
Dulling the placid drifts thorough

Penetrating the being of molest
Forcing forth the altering choirs
Subjects of sustain
Vile logics for the seeds of originalities

Fractures of crystalline
derelicts and circulates
the dust of bones
essencing each for the form
of lacekind fractalic art
Disguising,
fragmented ruins long gone

3. Embittering Cicatrices

Bearing bittering cicatrices
Chafing self worn to perform disgrace into obliteration
Coarseness scrapes skin
Oedema for spilling bloodstreams

Facial flesh rupturing
Trailing body on top of stabbing, dragging
Fastening over and over
Mightiness lost by pain furthering over
Advancing above margins masticating in,
knives bending beneath the skin

Skinless mannequin of lacerated flesh
Countenance blackened unknown
Dense fragments underneath the veins

Abandoned by blood, shame erased only in blood.
Impotence for dying, heinous more than death
Skull splintered, countenance veiled by gore
Swallowing own blood

4. Harlot Deliverance

Acquittal is adultery for coitus on burial pile
Hold up the torch exquisiten but cold seed still pours between hocks

Vacant's so adorn
Futile to angle the fair flesh injudiciously;
merely adornable cloack for bones
Rubbing against maggots nourishment
Several hours to waste just to waste self

Attractive piercing fleshly aroma
Blank mere than this unwrapped being
Take eyes off behalf nausea but honour

Flesh and bones crumbled for amass
Brains visible, salty blood drinkable
Taste and masticate;
suitable and esteem
Inloathsome

5. Weakmeat Vortex

When spoken wells the blood off the veins
Spilling, streaming, pouring to parch.
Indeceased, dreaming
Sever and decapitate limbs,
Way back is known

No sweaty bed,
no decaying coffin,
No fear,
no death,
no names,
no words,
no fear
Where may I astray

Cured off the pain and life
Emotions calm,
Vacant of anger and regret without gazes of hope

Wasting facilitation
Wasting vexation.
Triumph is nothing
Being, won't decay
Suffer, away.

6. Satire Of Caustic Lunacy

Lunacy on hostile indecencies;
Body glued by clotting blood
Pale in caustic satire

Eyes springing forth, shining white
Characteristic wounds,
Abomination, painted with gore

Sap accumulating in ponds by side
Distending in circles around futile limbs
Cadaveric altering into porous
Bleeding of all gaps

Punctured and piled
Serpentine intestines binded
Frequencies praised
Phormalehydrated

7. Triangle Gallows

Downpour and down under to belong the limbo
Symbol of hanging in triangle gallows for a copper

Titles many as expiring cases
Gallows many as gales
Reflections many as azures

Eyes deep in sockets here in oblivion groping
Eyes for crows, gallows roots down under all above
Away the universe where opium derivate is faith. Away

Every moment takes a wound, last one takes life
Every moment is a new wound.
Fortune is nothing
Colour is dead
Fortunate no one before dead

8. Dogma - The Suffering

Never felt such pressure inside
The all-killing but vital chaos torrent
A bitter hate boiling without direction
Grotesque images of the spiritual conspirators to poison you

To slice the child in you...
Could one be fulfilled by just one touch of the enemy?
How can one understand you if he doesn't know of pain?

Deep inside
The unbearable feeling of inevitability
Deep insight
the harsh art of the sliced child

The chest saturated by several incisions
The face hacked beyond recognition of the features

Candidate - To experience total freedom
Broken - The unique essence of suicide
Dual morality in every belief but this
Sliced child
Slice the child







DEATH DU JOUR LYRICS