This is just the bridge bit, the verses give it away:
All across the nation, such a strange vibration,
People in motion
There's a whole generation, with a new explanation,
People in motion,
People in motion
Here's one for Death Metal fans (you've gotta be out there, right?).
Vicious thoughts will overpower,
His virulent mind explodes,
Unable to suppress the madness,
He can't contain his inner pain...
Compelled to lacerate,
Rending for release,
Set free souls through holes in their skin,
Murdered, or have they been saved?
Bleeding corpse his work of art,
Human flesh a canvas,
Cursed macabre creations,
He can't control what makes him whole...
Compelled to lacerate,
Rending for release,
Slicing through victims and then he stands back,
To admire what he has done.
Mutilate,
Ruptured figures sprawled,
Slaughtered in a rage now left to be found,
A gristly gift of art.
Mangle them, ripping death, lacerate them.
Stunning victims with a club abducted with stealth,
Taken to his home,
Ropes and chains restrain his living subject of art,
He stabs,
Grating with a jagged edge his prey screams in pain,
Writhing under his knife,
Driven to improve his victims through gruesome design,
He cannot stop...
Compelled to lacerate,
Rending for release,
Mutilate,
Now it's time to slice.
Mangle them, ripping death, lacerate them.
Lacerate,
Rending for release,
Slicing through victims and then he stands back,
To admire what he has done.
Mutilate,
Ruptured figures sprawled,
Slaughtered in a rage now left to be found,
A grisly gift of art.
Ah, I love how Death Metal bands put big words in their songs to make them sound intelligent, when it's just about mindless slaughter. Good song though.
I'm thinking maybe Trev is the only one who will guess this, or at least have some clue. Unless someone Google-cheats
Time to stir up a little controversy... anyone who knows this one w/o cheating gets a cookie and my respect.
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Lift up a stone and you will find him,
cherish the beauty in the world around us
Not in buildings or crosses made by man.
Judge me, fu*k you, stop playing god,
Your fu*ked-up prophecies
Carelessly caressing the wounds of the weak
People like you should be crucified,
then maybe just maybe you would have an idea
Of what you are talking about.
My only solace is that one day,
judgment will come for the wicked,
then we will see who burns. [x2]
Raise your heads, unclasp your hands,
your weakness makes me tremble
True strength comes from within
And we were given this life to live,
not exist under standards,
set by some bullshit rule book.
What prayers of yours,
were ever answered,
by degrading others
Spare me your biblical back peddling nonsense
For the people that you've hurt,
and the being your dishonor,
Your fall from grace,
will finally justify my means.
Judge me and now you are me and what's worse
You are now a traitor to your god
Tell me Judas, how does it feel to be looked down upon?
Sinners like you, should be strung up from the highest tree.
My only solace is that one day,
judgment will come for the wicked,
then we will see who burns. [x2]
Raise your heads, unclasp your hands,
your weakness makes me tremble
True strength comes from within
And we were given this life to live,
not exist under standards,
set by some bullshit rule book.
You judged me and now you are me, stop playing god.
You judged me and now you are me, stop playing god.
In a mirror of you,
reflections of you,
you're showing what you feel like inside,
need, the power of two,
of just me and you,
an image that you hold in your mind,
sometimes you're wrong and then sometimes you're right
you don't expect me to put up a fight,
I'm sick and tired of all of your lies....
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