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• Artiste: Nocturnal Breed
• Titre: Fields Of Rot
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We blasted through the front-line Crossing the carnage remains Into the meat grinders rattle Chain-fed in lunatic waves Through clouds of poisoned gasses Ankle-deep in blood We did not see - The chain-gun front Bullet-bait for the Gods No... Please don't leave me here On the fields of rot Send me home in pieces instead I feel it coming Lung-rot - Gang green Inflectional disease In rotting white flesh More maggot now than meat Slowly blood-flies eat me up My hands are rotting off Hacked apart - The living Hell Upon the fields of rot Buried alive in mass graves Side by side with the dead Abandoned here - In no-man's land Flung to the four winds we're spread Out of the trench it came Into the midnight black His rottenness - The Ghost of war The Devil's on his back To walk the fields of bone The curse of necrotising black A rotted ruin of a face Is licking at my soul Burning with the fever It is tearing down at me A lipless grin - And rotten teeth Insane and splenderously Rotting and forgotten Buried face up in the mud Through the stink of death My soul cries out Last breath of sanity Oh God... Please kill me Crawling through leprous-white corpse-flesh Bone-ash is choking my lungs Forced to drink rottified corpse-blood I'll crawl back to Hell on my bones Massacre beyond all sickness Nothing but eternal rot Left to die - Born to rot Worm-eaten into your soul