Originally written, recorded and performed by DEAD INFECTION
lyrics
Seized in claws of unmerciful torsions you're shocked
Look around, culture spattered by stomach's bile
Lost souls are going for a walk to a land of ugliness
God is absent, his salvation is powerless
Look at yourself, you are in vomits, it's beautiful view
Yellow mixture on your mouth embellishes you
Dignity, appearance are full of sympathy
It's a fragment of your life, and of your pride
Torsions-secret of life
Vomits-secret of pride
Your organism repeats regurgitation
Organs of digestion excrete bad smell
In the bloody mood identity dies
Torsions are increasing, the last remains of vomits
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Powering through this wild locomotive blows off steam billowing wretched plumes of coagulated riffs, to brake at the crossroads. Trenching the placid molds out against rays awaiting the exposed vitals! None survived!! Supa88
The Portland death metal band honors the decades-old relationship between underground metal and independent horror. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 18, 2023