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Blood Tsunami: "Grand Feast For Vultures" – 2009

энциклопедия: Blood Tsunami

Состав группы:

  • Dor Amazon – гитара, вокал
  • Pete Evil – вокал, гитара
  • Pete "Bosse" Boström – бас, бэк-вокал
  • Faust – ударные

Blood Tsunami: "Grand Feast For Vultures" – 2009

Композиции:

  1. Castle Of Skulls
  2. Nothing But Contempt
  3. Personal Exorcism
  4. Laid To Waste
  5. Grand Feast For Vultures
  6. Horsehead Nebula
  7. One Step Closer To The Grave

Лирика

1. Castle Of Skulls

Thrash metai death squad
Let the bullets drop like rain
Like a pack of wolves we attack
Show no mercy, kill on sight
Aggression unrestrained
Fight 'till death!
No turning back

Fire – Fire
There's no escape
Fire – Fire
Annihilate

Wipe out our enemies
Our wrath has no boundaries
Gonna build a castle of your skulls
Wipe out our enemies
Our wrath has no boundaries
Gonna build a castle of your skulls

Thrash metal onslaught
Ruin, loll, conquer ah
Leave the slain to rot and decay
Arise demonic warriors
Drown the world in blood
Pulverize all life on our way

Fire – Fire
There's no escape
Fire – Fire
Obliterate

Wipe out our enemies
Our wrath has no boundaries
Gonna build a castle of your skulls
Wipe but our enemies
Our wrath has no boundaries
Gonna build a cqsrJe of your skulls

Castle of Skulls

This will be our symbol
of superior strength
Triumph of metal

Ripping death
This will be our vengeance
Merciless revenge
Eternal darkness descends

Thrash!

Fire – Fire
There's no escape
Fire – Fire
Exterminate

Wipe out our enemies
Our wrath has no boundaries
Gonna build a castle of your skulls
Wipe out our enemies
Our wrath has no boundaries
Gonna build a castle of your skulls
Castle of Skulls

2. Nothing But Contempt

Dead set for murder
Been planning in detail
How to end your life
In the most vicious way
Inventor of torture methods
Obsessed by cruelty
Tonight my dark imagination
Will become your reality

No Love
Just genuine straight cut hate
No Life
Just fucking death

Beautiful morbid visions
Flash before my eyes
Tonight I will celebrate your death
And drink to your demise

No Love
Just genuine straight cut hate
No Life
Just fucking death.

Escalation of insanity
Climax of depravity
Crescendo of brutality
Stripped ftir all emotions except for hate I feel

Nothing
But Contempt for you
Nothing
But Contempt for you

Hell bent for murder
Spewing hate from every pore
Burning up with infernal wrath
From skin to ftjcking core
By my hand youll die
Your blood will be all mine to spill
Oh Fuckl What an orgasmic thought
I just can't wait to kill

No love
Just genuine straight cut hate
No Life
Just fucking death

Escalation of insanity
Climax of depravity
Crescendo of brutality
Stripped for all emotions, except for hate I feel

Nothing
But Contempt for you
Nothing
But Contempt for you

Murder on my mind, whiskey on ray breath
Soon you will be in my possession
I've been waiting for this moment, longing for your death
Hatred turned into obsession
I'm compelled to kill, blinded by a burning
Tremendous pandemonic urge

To erase every single trace of you
From the face of this stinking earth

Nothing
But Contempt for you
Nothing
But Contempt for you

Nothing
Nothing
Nothing

3. Personal Exorcism

Been wasting so much time
Longing for oblivion
Drinking myself into a paranoid mess
All those wasted years
I've been pissing my life away
Growing into someone I detest

Depressive
As content as a fish on land
Used to fed
As valuable as a grain of sand

There used to be no darter place
On earth than this heart of mine
Diabolic, hostile pissed off and cold
Cared for nothing, cared for no one
Least of all myself
An unpredictable, pessimistic soul

Destructive
Filled with hate and disgust
Used to feel
A misanthropic lust

I've been feeding my demons
And I've fed them well
I have let them breed and grow strong

Demons! Be Gone!

Left a trail of chaos
Burnt bridges, misery
Confusion, broken promises and broken hearts
Drowned myself with alcohol
To calm the storm within
Slowly tearing my soul apart

Negative
Negative to the core
Used to feel
Like I was left unarmed in a war

I've been feeding my demons
And I've fed them well
I have let them breed and grow strong
Time has come my demons
Go back to hell, I'll execute you one by one

Demons! Be Gone!
Demons! Be Gone!

I've been feeding my demons
And I've fed them well
1 have let them breed and grow strong
Time has come my demons
Go back to hell, I'll execute you one by one

Demons! Be Gone!
Demons! Be Gone!

4. Laid To Waste

Perpetual darkness
Darkness devours my soul
The constantly expanding darkness inside
Swallows me whole

Fade to black
Like rolling thunder the end draws near
No way back
Damaged way beyond repair

I'm broken
Beaten down, destroyed
Laid To Waste
These wounds won't heal
I'm broken
Beaten down, destroyed
Laid To Waste
My hell is real

Drunk, intoxicated
Wasted again
Kneecrawling on broken glass
Towards the bitter end

Eternal sleep
Like rolling thunder the end draws near
I'm in too deep
Damaged way beyond repair

I'm broken
Beaten down, destroyed
Laid To Waste
These wounds won't heal
I'm broken
Beaten down, destroyed
Laid To Waste
My hell is real

Drop the final curtain
I close my bloodshot eyes
Got no strength left I let go
Light as a feather
But still I sink into
Pitch black nothingness
Like a stone

Goodbye!

I'm broken
Beaten down, destroyed
Laid To Waste
These wounds won't heal
I'm broken
Beaten down, destroyed
Laid To Waste
My hell is real

5. Grand Feast For Vultures

The corpses reeks of putrefaction.
The pungent stench of death is all around.
A nauseating carpet of decomposing flesh
Covers every inch of the ground
A grotesque exhibition of bestial deaith
A gallery of abomination
A horrendous labyrinth of disfigured bodies
An abhorrent display of mutilation

Grand – Feast
Grand Feast for Vultures
Grand – Feast
Grand Feast for Vultures

The circling hideous creatures descends
They gather to feed on the dead
A repulsive banquet of human remains
Where the voracious beasts will be fed
Devour the decaying skin, flesh and bowels in an atrocious feeding frenzy
They revel in rotting repugnant corpses
Stinking beyond obnoxiously

Grand –. Feast
Grand Feast for Vultures
Grand – Feast
Grand Feast for Vultures

Grand – Feast
Grand Feast for Vultures
Grand – Feast
Grand Feast for Vultures

6. Horsehead Nebula

(инструментал)

7. One Step Closer To The Grave

I'm hanging by mу fingers
Above a sea of fire
And as 1 alowly loose my strength
The jaws of flam® rise higher
I crawled in from the blistering cold
Straight into the burning flames
Medicate myself with alcohol
But the pain remains

Trapped In a maze of torment
I die a little each day
But lucidly every passing second
Brings me one step closer to the grave

One Step Closer To the Grave

I try to keep some sort of sanity
But I haven't got much left
I feel uncomfortable in my own skin
Longing for eternal rest

Trapped in a maze of torment
I die a little each day
But luckily every passing second
Brings me one step closer to the grave

One Step Closer
To the Grave
One Step Closer

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