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• Artiste: Nightmare Undead (The)
• Titre: A Kind Of Possession
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You vile pathetic excuse.. I could rip you to shreds I'll tear a new hole in your chest I'll eviscerate, maim until my thirst becomes quenched Lies your heart in a pool of your blood, sickest red Entrails now strewn with utter elation I've never felt so alive My destiny beckons lycanthropic howls And the promise of blood makes the vampire strong Unhallowing scriptures of murder most foul On this entropy's shore I'll explore Forever to sleep under moonlight Eternally begging me for a release from your tomb While the solemn moon cries for the death of a liar I'll dance on your grave until the sun lies there dead The harmony is dead I'll laugh as you're screaming in the hope of a saviour to come in the night With the wolfbane in bloom And the shadow of the moon now possessing my thoughts until the lycan in me is alive Until I choke the life right out of you Until I scream snapping all of your bones Until I void you of all of your blood You false egocentric recluse How I long for your death I hope you enjoy your last breath I'll orgasmically scream as I tear through your flesh and cover myself in your blood, sickest red Entrails now strewn with utter elation I've never felt this alive Your destiny lies under six feet of soil Whilst those that seek vengeance will drink of your blood A poison so sour I can't stand the sweet taste of atrophy that's grown in your heart Forever to sleep under moonlight Eternally begging me for a release from yout tomb While the solemn moon cries for the death of a liar I'll dance on your grave until the sun lies there dead The harmony is dead I'll laugh as you're screaming in the hope of a saviour to come in the night With the wolfbane in bloom And the shadow of the moon now possessing my thoughts until the lycan in me is alive Until I choke the life right out of you Until I scream snapping all of your bones Until I void you of all of your blood