Visceral Holocaust Songtext

von Psyclon Nine

Transcending life through sleep's decree
This flesh I wear shall taste debris
Through rancor, find serenity
Visceral holocaust to see

Insipid dreams were flowing red
A sea of sin from cattle that's been bled
Unbeknownst until the end
With their backs to life
They'd rather be home instead

Unto the beast an image made
Of broke flesh culled from the sharpest blade
They say we men are wretched things
So full of hate, lost hope, and broken dreams

Infected skin
Serrated grin
Where was life and where does death begin?
This hallowed sin
Won't spoil within
Reveals a path an exalted life to live

The cold the steel the razor the blade
The tighter the noose the faster we fade