Lyrics In the Grip of Winter - Autopsy
Lost
in
the
white
Nothing
in
sight
Stumbling
through
the
snow
and
ice
Blinded
by
forces
you
can′t
control
Just
to
stay
alive,
your
only
goal
Caught
within
the
grip
of
winter
Hyperboric
nightmare
reigns
Arctic
hysteria
sets
in
Body
goes
numb
as
your
brain
Legs
go
numb
Panic
strikes
So
you
then
light
a
fire
Put
your
legs
in
the
flames
Hoping
for
a
rush
of
pain
Flesh
burns
right
to
the
core
Spits
blood
from
every
pore
Smell
your
skin
peel
away
For
your
life
a
small
price
to
pay
Running
in
searing
pain
Rational
thoughts
Are
quickly
slain
Take
in
your
last
cold
breath
As
you
fall
to
your
backsnapping
death

1 Charred Remains
2 Ridden With Disease
3 Pagan Saviour
4 In the Grip of Winter
5 Torn from the Womb
6 Destined to Fester
7 Your Rotting Face
8 An Act Of The Unspeakable
9 Funereality
10 Humiliate Your Corpse
11 Deathmask
12 Grave Violaters
13 Feast of the Graveworm
14 My Corpse Shall Rise
15 Mutant Village
16 Hand of Darkness
17 Always About to Die
18 Deliver Me from Sanity
19 Coffin Crawlers
20 Arch Cadaver
21 Running from the Goathead
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