Necrofili
Extreme Metal Inside
Extreme Metal Inside
Fleshweak

I believed in a lie
Life often is not fair
Looking at the mirror
I see the shade of a man
Gazing at my eyes
Disillusioned pupils
Farewell beloved traces
Of childish innocence

I hold the sign
On my skin in my eyes
I cannot recall
When fleshweak was strong

No more

I have slowly learnt
That everything must die
Today's red feelings
Are tomorrow's black ties
And words flowing out
But who really understands?
In me no more strength
Things ran away of my hands

I hold the sign
On my skin in my eyes
I cannot recall
When fleshweak was strong

As suddenly as death
When it comes in wellness
As slowly as death
When it comes in agony
With submission and regret
We all should accept
That we are living a lie
Every day passing by
Is just a step
Toward the grave

I'm like a necrophiliac
Trying to get out pleasure
From something already in a tomb

The love and the hate
After all every feeling is just a bait
I poison myself
In the regret in the weakness
Of the effort to comprehend
But I cannot figure
The plan that has been done
With the fear and the foreboding
That has never been existed one

Riding the wave
From the cradle to the grave

I have seen our lives
Take different paths
Because of intolerance
We have sunk down in hate
The flesh is too weak
And the mind is not strong
The eye is now sick
The patterns followed wrong

I hold the sign
On my skin in my eyes
I cannot recall
When fleshweak was strong

Torna in cima

Full Thoughts Overflow

Deadly oath
You have sworn
Sail your fate
Praise the Death

By evil
Intoxicated
No escape
Praise the Death

Leave your tortured flesh
Soul and body wounded to death
Beware her name
Sharpened word that echoes in vain

Human being
Barren driven
By yourself
Praise the Death

It chops your mind
Apologize
Betrayer
Praise the Death

Full thoughts overflow
Emotions frozen by rational work
A cross for your bleeding heart
Lost and found and lost again

Slow down caged in fear
Sense the end draws near

Full thoughts overflow
Emotions frozen by rational work
A cross for your bleeding heart
Lost and found and lost again

Torna in cima