paroles de chanson Global Flatline - Aborted
In
this
walking
nightmare
This
life,
an
Abominable
Revelation
No
flesh
shall
quench
my
impulses
to
kill
Mouldy
muliebral
textures
I
relentlessly
crave
This
final
absolution
I
grand
the
human
race
Revel
in
a
purulent
bliss,
a
goregasmic
pit
Pathetic
meaningless
lives,
zealots
in
a
rotting
cesspool
This
is
the
end
of
all
flesh
Cataclismic
discharge
of
emotional
decay
A
waste
of
breath
and
time,
with
the
saw
I
extirpate
A
pathological
nightmare
or
a
deity's
wrath,
For
man
is
disease
and
must
be
put
down
at
last
The
world
a
canvas
for
me
to
corrupt
-
Rid
this
stinking
earth
of
all
that
rots
For
all
those
I
desecrate,
for
the
corpuscles
inanimate
Merely
a
detrimental
mass
grave
Global
termination
- for
which
man
was
born
Genocidal
Salvation
- aftermath
forlorn
Global
Termination
- for
which
man
was
born
Genocidal
Salvation
- we
are
the
end
of
the
world
In
this
walking
nightmare
This
death,
a
prolonged
rapture
No
flesh
shall
quench
my
impulses
to
kill
The
end
of
all
life
I
relentlessly
crave
This
final
absolution
I
grant
the
human
race
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