SARCÓFAGO LYRICS

1. Intro / Song For My Death

My friend dressed in black
always watching me from some distance
devoted fellow, enemy of the flowers
Mother of the ones who suffer
So many fears, so many loves you
I know that your face is fair
Nothing more will exist
Everything will continue the same

Money, power and blue sky
means nothing when people die
democracy, symphathy, you and I
means nothing when people die
darkness, storms, calm and joys
souls screaming in agony
children playing in innocence
where we came from
we are innocent victims
natural losers
hungries in a banquet
corpses without soul
Repeat chorus
why we fear fate?
why we fear deliverance?
hell is on men's earth
Heaven is on dead's earth

2. Pact Of Cum

beat me, whip me, suck me
seal the pact of cum
when she starts to suck
I feel my bloody boiling
her tongue in constant moving
my pistol intensely pumping

Your piss in my throat, my jysm in your mouth
we had sealed the pact of cum
United souls in depravation and lust
we had sealed the pact of cum
she's my best dream, the worst nightmare
I love so when she hurts me with that bloody lash
No law inside these walls
Nobody will stop us tonight
Racking you with the delights of the flesh
can you feel our souls in desire?
damned bitch, savage goddess
bless me with your angry
ride me 'til death
bathing in my jysm
Barking with pleasure
My dick in her ass
Convultions among excrements

3. The God's Faeces

Maybe you can think we are pessimistics
obstinated, that's OK
this is your point of view
we're not truth owners
But we want to know what you have to say
if you agree, our condolences
if you dischord scream loud
prove that we're wrong

we are god's faeces
from the point that lam
The references are so incovenient
I can feel the cry of the children
the sadness of the man
the lamentations of the ancients
everything is so real
it hurts me deep and cut my flesh
the lover's treason
the rent of the bodies

My friend, my love
My ''I'', my ignorance
everything is for sale
For cheap prices
Can't you see the flames burning high
Can't you see the souls that are screaming in agony

4. Satanic Terrorism

A legion of different hearts
an army of equal minds
same blood in their veins
burning high, pumping hard
brothers in uncomformity
Warriors of same land
Against the conveived reality
fighting until the end
Satanic terrorism
another church burn in flames
Satanic terrorism
Victims screaming in bloody
They are cries in the night
Satisfying their thirst for bloody
Making themselves the law
destroying another church
no one will be like them
wind blowing shows their power
they are an iconoclastic army
marked with the eternal fire
satanic terrorism
another church burn in flames
satanic terrorism
they are men of darkness

5. Orgy Of Flies

There was a time
when all countries were only one
for divine reasons, scientific laws
the human have different colours
yellow, white, read and black
these are the colours of fashion
the one who created us had cursed us
with the gift of life and death

war after war
we have learned nothing
hate is still alive

In the battle camps
In the wooden shack
In the streets of the cities
orgy of flies
Under your nose
orgy of flies
Over a billion corpses
Orgy of flies

War, hate, anguish and pain
these men, poor humans
So satisfied with others torment
we want the end of this world
never will give change to peace
the flies will forever continue
in their orgy over the corpses
Hate is still alive

6. Hate

I hate you, I hate me
I hate priests, I hate nuns
I hate my enemies, I hate my friends
I hate religion, I Hate gods

I hate, hate, hate, hate
I hate children, I hate women
I hate men, I Hate dogs
I hate the past
I hate the present
I Hate the future
I hate cars

I hate money, I hate lust
I hate drinks, I hate drugs
I Hate addicteds, I hate lesbians
I hate gays
I hate to hate

7. The Phantom

So many centuries before
a stigmatized child was born
legends and fables are told
the truth nobody knows
A humble child
with (a) weak mind
goodness in his heart
Does goodness exist?
revolution through peace
love among worms
impossible ideals
Does peace exist?

Two thousand years have past
nothing that was told was learned
the phantom continues
Nailed at the same hill
Jesus never will come back
His soul cries in agony
(does) the agony exist?
(does) the phantom exist?
A being like that. The perfect man?
A lot of ideals. No answers for nothing
He preached the impossible
showed us the darkness
why we are so sad?
Does sadness exist?

Are you happy? Are you happy?
Poor insane
You got no conscience
about the cancer that devours your soul
see yours friend, see your parents
all infected with the virus of life
don't worry about them
don't worry about you
the cure is near
just take a look to the lead of your gun

8. Rhabdovirus (The Pitbull's Curse)

Sharp encephalitis, almost always fatal
the beginning is marked by a sensation of anguish, cephalgia,
fever uneasiness and undefined sensorial alterations
many times referred to the bite of the aminal
the inter-human transmission is possible, caused
by the spittle of an infected human being that can held the virus
however wasn't informed, until now
the disease evolves to palsy and paralysis
the spasm of the muscle carries the pacient to death
the next step are delights and convultions
the common duration is from two to six days
the death often is caused by respiratory paralysis

9. Anal Vomit

One more time
we meet ourselves here
I got something to say
you got so much to listen
there's almost ten years
some things had changed
but a lot stays the same
we got the same hate

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why should we conceal
or feign that everything is fine
money can hide but it's not the cure for disease

that causes pain to everyone
(life) cruel heritage
eternal delight
game of the wise

you need to scream with me
putting out all your uprising
free yourselves from conformity
expel your anal vomit

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10. The Beggar's Uprising

SARCÓFAGO LYRICS