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5 Star Grave: "Corpse Breed Syndrome" – 2008

энциклопедия: 5 Star Grave

Состав группы:

  • Andrea Minolfi – бас, вокал
  • Claudio Ravinale – вокал
  • Hervè De Zulian – клавишные
  • Alessandro Blengino – гитара
  • Thierry Bertone – гитара
  • Gabriele Lingua – ударные

5 Star Grave: "Corpse Breed Syndrome" – 2008

Композиции:

  1. Ain't That Saint
  2. In Bed With The Dead
  3. Slightly Slutty Behaviour
  4. Cut You Out
  5. Core Dead
  6. Miracle Man
  7. Back To The Morgue
  8. Triple-X Ride
  9. Backstabber
  10. Crown Of Worms
  11. Violands

Лирика

1. Ain't That Saint

She's ridin' fast on the miracle lane
5 inches heels and a bottle of ale
She's goin' down with the devil tonight
Holdin' her breath for the very last time

My living fire, my alibi
You want me, you need me
My razor queen, my guillotine
You hold me, you kill me

Ain't too despicable god that I worship her lips
More than scars & thorns of your sole precious son?
I don't need the body of Christ or your funeral culture
'coz all of my sins are conceived in the fire

L.A. look and a porcelain skin
This baby angel's got a devil within
She lights the candle and continues to grind
And won't be over till the end of the night

2. In Bed With The Dead

It seems we've finally reached the place where we were meant to be
Without a reason to hold on just standing silent and numb
There are so many words escaping and your presence makes me sick
It is so useless to pretend we lost it all this is the end
Don't wanna break your heart (break your heart)
I'd rather slash it apart (slash it apart)

Something's wrong in what I see
Something's wrong in what I feel
Something's wrong
Something's wrong in what you are
Something's wrong in what I need
Something's wrong and always will be
Something's wrong
Something's wrong inside your heart

I know, the words you wanna hear are just the ones I'll never say
There ain't no us, just me and you and from now on it's only you
And every time I will look back and think about your pretty face
I'll make a wish upon a star and hope that you're already dead
Don't wanna break your heart (break your heart)
I'd rather slash it apart (slash it apart)

Something's wrong – There ain't no love
Something's wrong – There ain't no lust
Something's wrong – There ain't a thing
That I won't do to break you down
Something's wrong – There ain't respect
Something's wrong – There ain't regret
Something's wrong – There ain't a word
That I would say except farewell

3. Slightly Slutty Behaviour

Twenty years-old and a very sly look
All written before in her mind for sure
Recruiting needy, shoulders against the wall
To be at the foxy's firmly beck and call
Vaginal juices easily turn red blood
Some warm semen will surely clear the soul
Which is the difference between death and sex?
Just take a snapshot, a shower and relax

Which game do we play? I know a foxy game
(I'm) your everlasting sweetheart, just follow me
(Look) deep inside my eyes, morbid thoughts arise
Find the road to your lust, just follow me

There's always a weak man behind your successes
So close to your successes there's always your flesh

Unaffected, So easy, So slutty, So greedy
Disaffected, So softly, So slutty, So frigid
Deceiving, So naughty, So slutty,So willing
Conflicting, So shifty, So slutty, So creamy

A blurred mind managing clear deeds
Reaching an orgasm magnified by screams
Shouting the orders to a subject boy
Moving up and down a sex oriented android
5 heavenly seconds to fetch it at once
Sweaty, trembling, all wet and aroused
The climax's coming flavoured with death
Erase memories, hearing, hopes and breath

Which game do we play? I know a foxy game
(I'm) your everlasting sweetheart, just follow me
(Look) deep inside my eyes, morbid thoughts are oozing
Find the road to your lust, just follow me

The fragrance of skin inebriates the mind
The need for flesh increasing ride by ride
A drop of blood clearly reveals intentions
The charm of death it's an open invitation

An honest face, maybe just tired out
Havin' some shopping, hidden in the crowd
"I miss my life", "I have some flashbacks"
You just mistook murdering for sex

Which game do we play? I know a foxy game
(I'm) your everlasting sweetheart, just follow me
(Look) deep inside my eyes, morbid thoughts arise
Find the road to your lust, just follow me

There's always a weak man behind your successes
Your slightly slutty behaviour to play this game

4. Cut You Out

The way you smile is killing me for one last time
The way you move, the way you touch
The way you kiss the past goodbye

This is not a love song baby and all I wanna do
Is to cut you out
This is all for you my lady and what I'm gonna do
I cut you out

Pure impressions, you're a slut

Lonely days of winter spent imprisoned in your arms
Like a noose around my neck enslaved by lustful charm
Still I crave to escape from this prison you built around my heart
Lick the blood off the blade I have used to slash your throat apart

5. Core Dead

Flickering chains of doleful regret
The edge of supremacy painted bloodred
Used and abused just barely breathing
A chemical addiction in shape of a man

Legs fail to carry me forth [surrender]
Cold fear is taking control [betrayer]
Broken unable to watch [the way I feel now]
Frozen just like a corpse [another failure]

D-E-A-D
Fractal crimson red
D-E-A-D
Manipulatin' every breath
D-E-A-D
Waitin' for the final blow
D-E-A-D
Flowin' down my throat...
And still I'm cravin' for more

I've seen the world in shades of red
I've seen the future it looks so dead
A forlorn cry to the endless mist
A shallow grave down into the abyss
I've seen the spectre of another sun
Two steps ahead and six feet beyond
I've seen the glory in a plastic sack
Dispatched home for a grave to erect

Massacre's rivers flowing bloodred
Funeral fumes the stench of the dead
A ravenous thirst devouring my soul
The echoes of war lost far in the cold

Rain is starting to fall [who cares now]
Washin' the dark of my soul [too late god]
Ravens gathering fast [endless morgue]
Who knows if I'll ever reach [tomorrow]

The sky is turning red

6. Miracle Man

I am the restless guilt the comatose spectre gazing through your eyes
The monster dwelling beneath your skin
The madness lurking deep within

I am the boiling anger the stone-cold beast stalking the streets at night
The burning emblem of the lost
The mass destructive holocaust

Eraser – coming to seal your fall
Creator – to the ashes down below
Redeemer – counting the scars again
Blasphemer – defiance is my game

And when the preacher closed the door
And taught the child to worship god
I was the shivers down the spine
I was the next-day suicide
And when the calculation failed
And swept the cities in its way
I was the expectations crushed
I am revengeance and distrust

The backbone of society's breaking
Splitting down morals already defied
The pillars of cosmos are shaking
Glittering madness a viral infection defined
Star-forged I descend from the ages
A new god for the masses embracing decline
Sepulchral millennium of hatred
Impending disaster genetic harasser arise

The backbone of society's breaking
Splitting down morals already defied
The pillars of cosmos are shaking
Glittering madness a viral infection defined
Star-forged I descend from the ages
A new god for the masses embracing decline
Sepulchral millennium of hatred
Impending disaster genetic harasser arise

I am the inner lust the need to possess all the things you have lost
The slaughtered beauty in the mud
The fist right in the face of god

I am the faceless fiend the racist the nazi the communist
Sad parade of living clich?s
Brain-dead you all look the same

7. Back To The Morgue

Shadows they have grown
'Till the point of no return
Since the day you have left this place
You tried to move along
But the memories are strong
Carved in flesh they endure these days

Back to the land of your dreams
Pitch-black emotions for free
Straight from the dark of your heart
Consumed by ravenous lust

There ain't no saviour that can save you from yourself
Face what you are and be aware of your sickness

Silent dancers in the dark
For the shadows grow within our hearts
From the scorched embers of our souls
Set the world ablaze back to the morgue

Silent shadows from the past
For the core is dead and the shell won't last
So forget the stories you've been told
We're coming back straight to the morgue

Reality's an option
When the core of your devotion
Lies upon the razor's edge
There's a thing you better learn
Cross the point of no return
And you will never be the same

Back to the lair of the beast
4 walls and a secret to keep
Down where the sinister dwells
Fed by the hatred of men

A Christ in chains stripped from the shell right to the bone
Meltdown in flames preacher of pain cold as a stone

Teach how to play the game of god to a simple man
And watch him burn and twist n' turn towards his end

8. Triple-X Ride

Walk in the streets
Move like a bitch
Wait for the bus
Wait for your turn
Get on the bus
Dignity annihilated
20 U$D will last you a week

Losing control let the cum flow
Don't be shy let the cum flow

The cam is on
Center of attention
Smile
Enjoy
Laugh
Beseech
Don't say no
Be on heat
Collection of orifices

Get out of the bus
Dignity annihilated
20 U$D will last you a week
Sexual satisfaction
Popularity's wish
Stupid bitch now get out of the bus

Where do you go? What do you do?
Do you wanna have fun? So get onboard

You want the money
We need your body
You want fame
We need to spread

So now bend over
Your ass is up
The cunt is wet
Ready to fuck

Your face is covered
We burst out laughing
Trashed out of the bus
Walk way back home

9. Backstabber

Go!
In the core of this sad downtown now the light is gone
Walkin' through these wet streets with acid rain in bones
Lonely girl with your red hood, now the step is done
Come with me my darling and you'll never be alone

'Cause everybody
Needs somebody close enough
'Cause everybody
Needs somebody to stab right in the back

One night, one day
Hope you don't cross my way
The grip, the blade
They will remember what I've said

In the core of this sad downtown no fear in your eyes
'Cause you think your gun can be quicker than my knife
This is really a funny game yeah, do you wanna try?
Not a problem baby, 'cause I'm not a solitary guy

One day, one night
Imprinted in your eyes
You'll see, the shine
Captured in the mirror of my knives

10. Crown Of Worms

Slaughterin' emotions
You're just one of a kind
Infectin' still the air I breathe
With ravenous demise
The ties are cut and maybe
I've been a little wild
Insanity has spread its wings
And grabbed me for a ride

You should have seen it comin'
The raging fire in my eyes
You should have seen it comin'
Spreading deep within your thighs

Reptile invitation
You're still the same old slut
Infestin' still the air
With cadaverous decline
The worms are crawlin' restless
Inside your feeble mind
I appreciate your lovely grief
'Till death do us unite

Crown of Worms / Throne of Rats
Crown of Worms / Throne of Rats

Stigmatized infection
Between your legs I ride
And fuck you like I used to do
When u were still alive
As words turn into whispers
False promises and lies
I cut the strings that tie u down
And kiss your ass goodbye

11. Violands

From metropolis to frozen lands we created the violands
Blood is blindin' our eyes, fear is freezin' our minds
From the ocean to desert sands we created the violands
Ashes are takin' our breath, terror is killin' our hopes

Blood is blindin' our eyes – Fear is freezin' our minds

From metropolis to frozen lands we created the violands
Cuba, Iraq, Palestine, Congo, Serbia, North Korea
From the ocean to desert sands we created the violands
Ceceny, Iran, Vietnam, Afghanistan, Israel

Blood is blindin' our eyes – Fear is freezin' our minds

Power is like a pestilence
Pollutin' whate'er touches
War is menstruation envy
First bricks of Violands

All warfare is based on deception
Welcome to the Violands
All warfare is based on deception
Welcome to the Violands

USA to Philippines, Iraq to Israel
Afghanistan to Colombia, Iran to Somalia
Turkey to Palestine, Burundi to Nigeria
North Korea to Ceceny, Congo to Liberia

Blood is blindin' our eyes – Fear is freezin' our minds

Power is like a pestilence
Pollutin' whate'er touches
War is menstruation envy
First bricks of Violands

All warfare is based on deception
Welcome to the Violands
All warfare is based on deception
Welcome to the Violands

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