FLESHGORE LYRICS

1. Domain Of Death

[Lyrics by Fleshgore. Music by Sad.]

They nourish their sanguinity with gaunt esurience
and obey to the Thanatos sign
the vultures scratch raw decaying opaque faces
to befide the life means to mortify

Mother's temple-like womb gives at the seams
the infant sight will never be pierced by the dawn
the new-born evil's narrated Famin
now his Ascension Day is undergone

Ravished by the rotten breath of twilight Necropolis
priestess of the fin God is covering the road
for that ophidian bastard of the flades could be banished
to send Famin into his cradle under the sod

With demonic carnality revives the epitome demon
blending a sustenance of tears, blood and ptomaine
spreading in his Dance Macabre sallow semen
onto scantly-fleshed sere soil's membrane

Greeting murder as nostrum, mitigatory gift
sains the pyre made of those, who wished to live
with poignant pain he glorifies the wraith
of Necropolis - the Domain of Death

2. Devoured By Helminthes

[Lyrics by Fleshgore. Music by Sad.]

They are very dangerous creatures,
they ruin and damage our systems,
they stick to our organs with suckers
and sit there in darkness

They thankfully lay their eggs
when we welcome them to our house
they have no ass only mouth
they have only suckers not legs

And they devour us from within
They can live even in lungs
They can make dirty everything what is clean
They have no seniority or rungs

They make us bleed
they make us suffer
They swarming - adult or kid
And they can't growl just muffle

And this is awfully
When in absolute silence
You feel their swarming
Can we call it a violence?

And all who eats and who bleeds
can be attacked by helminthes!

3. Sky Funeral

[Music and lyrics by Igor.]

Not far from Lhas in Tibet in picturesque valleys
There are some dusty debris of tumbledown abbeys
It's walls are keeping silence of bloody brutal "gaudys"
the most perfected were called "sky funeral" with honours

It's when the corpse is cut with knifes on small and tiny pieces
It's when these pieces are devoured by ugly fat vile griffins

Behind the Sera abbey's walls the stone slab was dig in
It was the last place where alive one mad monk were seen

Some stagers told that from this slab the monk was risen to the skies
and all in near country sides believed that he would never rise.

Carrion-crows felt the pleasant smell of death
mixed up with brains and puss and adipose of yaks
they felt the flesh scattered with bones in mess
and bile and blood which every griffin sucks.

At first the corpse was took to larger regions
all separated - hands and legs and heart and lungs and bowels
then skeleton to single bones which were sledged and ground
for none else accept the griffins this pieces couldn't find

not to make corpse to slide off the stone poured with hot and sticky blood
they roped it to this cold cobble which was with smashed bones stud

for dismemberment this perverts had some special knives
and they mauled the flesh with pleasure like none ever tried

the main for butcher was to chop about the corpse to real stuffing
and watch the griffins eat this all in accompany of their pollute
laughing


Carrion-crows felt the pleasant smell of death
mixed up with brains and puss and adipose of yaks
they felt the flesh scattered with bones in mess
and bile and blood which every griffin sucks.

4. Infernal Earth

[Lyrics by Fleshgore. Music by Sad.]

From the sullen depth of sea
Rise and come to fly with me
Share your power, it's time to run
King of west, Leviathan

From the solid, bitter Earth
Rive and come to quench your thirst
Fly with me and share your force
Belial, The Lord of North.

From Infernal Realms of light
Rise and come to join out fight
Morning star you'll make it clear
Eastern Master, Lucifer.

Come, the mighty Lord of Hell
Bring some power to my spell
Time has come to hold the wows
Satan, fiery Lord of South.

Summoned from the depth of Hell
Kings of abyss tied the spell
Princes come to hear my words
Now it's time to break the cords.

5. Severe Pain

[Lyrics by Fleshgore. Music by Igor.]

This is about severe pain
That wrecks my brain
And makes insane..
This is about hemorrhage
Which runs like wax
I feel myself in narrow cage
That everyday my substance locks
I'm here listening to silence
There everything wakes up in violence
And I am falling dispersing by wind
But everything here makes me clean

I'm effusively crying monk
That lost belief in god -
I'm disillusioned!
Absorbed by dark night's glutton
I need some great infusion
Raking the dust tortured by lust
I'm taking out icons of past
I'm hanging them in my new cage
I'm reinforcing hemorrhage!
I'm idolizing dead cruel gods
Explaining them the gist of mud

I put my arms on tumbledown crosses
There withered flowers like a tender dosses
And I confess that I forgot forefathers
My tears like tar on white clean linen
That is remain of their shining...of their dying
And I'm resigning with the thorny path

6. Interuterine Dilemms

[Lyrics by Fleshgore. Music by Igor.]

-It's our world.

We are living here for all times.

-You've made mistake. It is an error.
It's a prelude to our lives.
We're in membrane which covers us.
Opening is a door.

We are spirits with the substance.
Keeping from living is nonsense.

So we will be great creatures.
This damned place is only prison.
If we want to see a real nature,
we must go out for rising.

-We'll die.
Don't lie.
-Don't you fear?
-I'm bold
I know...
-Believe me, dear.
-...that death is there.
-Don't get a scare.
Believe that we'll live.

I will never let you change my mind.
But I know that I am always right.
You must to know that umbilical cord holds us.
But we'll be checked only by judging.

-Let's go out. We'll lose nothing.
I will go first. You'll follow me...
It is a pain! Please rescue me!
I can not survive.
I am dying but you're living.
I've got death and you've got life!

7. Prepare To Die

[Lyrics by Fleshgore. Music by Igor.]

It's all over. Stop and think
seize destroying everything,
recollect your shameful sins
they adorned your poor being

Abstination wasn't good
It destroyed your healthy mood
Don't you think you were too rude
to your mortal latitude?

Life of absolute disgrace
Has become an endless pace
quenching fire on your face -
genocide for any race.

Resurrection of the dead.
You should care of yours instead.
All the hungry will be fed,
when your ashes turn to breed.

Don't you spill your precious blood,
Restituting flesh to mud.
Tell your brothers - was it hard
to contrain your tiny puds?

Take a blade and cut your hand.
Yet prepared to meet your end.
Deep incisions are to tend
dead and sentenced to their land.

8. The Plague

[Lyrics by Fleshgore. Music by Igor.]

She was walking with a spade
And she was digging the graves
And filled them with corpses
And covered with roses

People like little scared lambs -
Locked and frightened
Were dying
It seems they were sleeping
No sound were heard
Just upgrowth of graves
It seems they were hiding
From what?

She was walking with a spade
And she was digging the graves
And filled them with corpses
And covered with roses

Silent grave-diggers were dragging
Stark figures -
Dark art of the Plague!
Sullen grave-diggers were covering
With earth corps by corps
Without coffins without tears

She was walking with a spade
And she was digging the graves
And filled them with corpses
And covered with roses

Months were passing and life grew dumb
Trees were trembling like lambs
There were none to bury the last
They all found calm in the dust
Only wind swept their ashes
Only sun burnt their remains

9. Vengeance Expectation

[Music and lyrics by Igor.]

My life was beautiful as yours
till sorrowul moment in my fate.
One human changed all my life
one day...

My future vengeance
will be so terrible for you!
My expectation
was so long ...

No word can help you anymore.
You will be praying for death.
You'll finish own life in my cage
one day...

My future vengeance
will be so terrible for you!
My expectation
was so long ...

Vengeance!
I can not wait. I'm ready now.
Vengeance!
I need a key to my new life.
Nobody can stop me,
My plan is good, I'll try to run.
Very soon I'll be free,
You have no time, don't try to run
You'll dying slowly
I'll be your God this short time.
It's something inside me...

My plan was successful, and now I am free.
Don't think to run away!
I'll find you asshole. It should be so soon.

I'm waiting that time all my sinful life
since that sorrowul moment.
And this is my fate to be a hangman!
I'm cutting your veins
and seeing in your eyes.
Blood splashing on my face.
I like watching your pain
not trying to kill you.
I'm cutting your brain.

My life was beautiful as yours
till sorrow happened in my fate
But I have changed your life
Right away!!!







FLESHGORE LYRICS