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• Artiste: Mütiilation
• Titre: Curse My Funeral
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My shadows is creeping on the grey stones, Descending the stars of a forgotten castle. The years have past and war time is over. Are those steps going to Hell. Standing alive there leads me to anger, I hope I'm soon to reach the gate, Beyond which I'll find a mind of peace, somewhere fortress seems to bury me. Bats are showing me the way, this goddamn fortress seems to bury me. The elements open on a blacker passage marked by black candles. Out in the storms and winds, hiding from the mortals. Screaming as I wish to quit, cutting my flesh so deep. ... What a great artist dies with me... I leave, I hope you cry as I hurt you for the last time. You see, as that you'll remind me, poor unconscious victims. Now the pit opens to me, I don't even feel my last time's saviour. I run to the ugly mouth of death making one with shadows. You can already curse my funeral, I still vomit on your holy earth. Don't feel any compassion, I've sinned just to betray god. A spit on this rotten face, I am the Satan's carrion.