paroles de chanson THE WRETCHED LIVING - Cryptopsy

The pain is unbearable to face
The presence of that unattainable
Unbearable unseen
Forced to hide, forced to wait
For the time to set us free
We watch our families
Being executed
Butchered and decapitated
Left in the lifeless
Our lifeless dead bodies being left
One by one, one of them to take

The last one dies a few days later
One will die somehow the day's older
And the first is left
The last one left

The unknowable malignancy
Devours them oh so slowly
All of us are to watch
Retain it right before our eyes
The last one has returned
Butchered and decapitated
Emblazoned with torture
The last one in prison
To stand away from the dead
From the dead, the dead

The night of no light, but a white dress
With several of our lives we shed
And as we look to the body
We are touched by a cold hand
Nails on the whip
Severed throats
So much blood
And the pain it leaves

The curse of the wretched lambs

Our bodies being cut to ashes
Our limbs are getting severed
The painful memories
Tear at us
They would wake up
They would join us

The first one's blood
The first one's head
What I deserve
It's what I deserve

One of us lay dead
Another half burned to ash
And still the rest
They are decaying in the ash
We get away
Our bones are then reduced
Remains of one last act
And now they are left to die

Martyr
We martyr
For all
Eternity
A life that's filled in by the torments