Тексты песен «Fit For An Autopsy»
Fit For An Autopsy - Dead In The Dirt
Dead in the dirt, Leave me be. Now I breathe the air That the demons breathe, And they sing to me. So don't pull me up From the bottom, The filth. I need to stay, I've been to the surface, Oh, and it's just pushed me...
Fit For An Autopsy - Digging Shallow Graves
Paralyzed by the overwhelming sense of failure The weight of guilt and the dirt beneath my fingernails I can't erase your stench from my skin I'll never let you get away with what you did to me I don't think you get...
Fit For An Autopsy - Do You See Him
For shepherds we shall be Leaders and liars cultivating the weak Numb and trembling, hand in hand Cowards we walk in shame Bound to possessions like a noose on our throats We deserve to choke upon the ash and sand Sink...
Fit For An Autopsy - Hell On Earth
This is Hell on Earth Everything reduced to ash In the name of God For the good of the common man If the Devil deals in death, I will sell my soul To watch you die To see you burn To make you suffer like the ones you...
Fit For An Autopsy - Still We Destroy
I am human I am horror I am the creator and the destroyer A black cloud of corrosive breath I am the giver, the taker, the messenger of death Relentless in our pride of never-ending faults We make the oceans rise and...
Fit For An Autopsy - The Colonist
Where does the setting sun go to rest? Go to rest? The darkest days Come and go, they never seem to end. Inhuman, inhumane, inane Existence. Barely existing. Surviving. Reviving a world that has been Dead for years...
Fit For An Autopsy - The Conquerer
We'll tear this whole fucking world apart. Condemn the crown, deny Your faith, and kill the messenger. Embrace the end with open arms. Watch the sky turn black as we cease to exist. The sign of the son of Man will...
Fit For An Autopsy - The Consumer
A desecration, a wasteland, a gluttons paradise. A world infected, a Breed emaciated, a disgusting way of living life. Ingested genetic Pollution. Bleed the well dry pulsing through the arteries. Corroded Swollen veins...
Fit For An Autopsy - The Desecrator
Forgive me father for I have sinned. Taken the life of a man who stole The innocence from the unprotected. A storm of light, a jarring Revelation. A right of passage, justified fucking bloodshed. No Forgiveness heaven...
Fit For An Autopsy - The Executioner
Undeserving and rightfully so for all that is good. There is a flaw in The soul. A misstep in the art of creation. Great evils that harbor in The minds of man. We go on searching for God, when we have finally Lost...
Fit For An Autopsy - The False Prophet
What makes you think that you're the only fucking one worthy of a Throne in a kingdom of gold'Selling your soul for the fortune in lies That you have told. False prophet of misery. Feasting on the minds of The weak...
Fit For An Autopsy - The Great Gift Of The World
If it all went away tomorrow Would there be anything worthy of the salvage Or would the world be swallowed by the sea A blissful silence in return of harmony And would there be any need for possession Cultured regret...
Fit For An Autopsy - The Jackyl
Just like a curse A walking plague of gluttony Ripping through the stomachs of the needless greedy The rotting apple that we consume every day The decomposing flesh that serves as armor for the hungry We are ravenous...
Fit For An Autopsy - The Juggernaut
The harvest of the human seed, the Earth is a corpse field, collected On the wagons, catapulted into mass graces. Foul air corrodes the Skin. The trumpets sound the alarm of the overwhelming onslaught. Deep Gaps do...
Fit For An Autopsy - The Locust
Swarming in the streets. Pulsing in the blood of late night locusts. The sound of broken teeth and fingernails scraping on brick walls, Piercing bones with worthless cures. In between the tremors. To subdue The...
Fit For An Autopsy - The Travelers
I saw the sun rise for the the last time, I watched it leave the Earth and leave us all behind. All the poor children Will ever know The strength of their innocence, How quickly it goes. God's special little creatures,...
Fit For An Autopsy - The Wolf
Stalking the herd with a rapid sense of purpose. The desperate hunter Smells the fear in the fleeting cattle. Driven by survival, and the Sound by the children crying. Surrounded by flies, maggots, and Parasites...
Fit For An Autopsy - Tremors
Mountains of bones Piled high for the picking Lift our skin to the sky The tremors won't end This is just the beginning Unwanted fruit of the harvest Stillborn and barely living The cries of the abandoned Stuck between...
Fit For An Autopsy - Wrath
Rise I shall rise on these heathen wings Upon The fall of his entangled woes Flames The cold embrace of the beast that swallows worlds Truth That's raping all I reign Stripping all the faith from the disease you have...