At the Gates
Terminal Spirit Disease
- The swarm 3:28
- Terminal spirit disease 3:39
- And the world returned 3:06
- Forever blind 3:59
- The fevered circle 4:11
- The beautiful wound 3:53
- All life ends (live) 5:17
- The burning darkness (live) 2:16
- Kingdom gone (live) 5:02
The Swarm
Catch fire - just like a living disease
Unholy desire - a world on it's knees
Our burning minds they are ridden of hope
In a dreaming utopia - dead on dope
A generation of obscenities
We have lost our faith in our own creativity
What is evil, but good
Tortured by it's own hunger and thirst?
The living end
The dwarfed soul of man
The living end
The sweetest of lies - it's embrace so warm
So void of life - one with the promised swarm
Our burning minds they are ridden of hope
In a dreaming utopia - dead on dope
A generation of obscenities
Our ignorance will be the end of humanity
A dead nation under one dead god
The living end
The dwarfed soul of man
The living end
Written in napalm over genetic wastelands
We move on, our fate is to die by our own hand
A dead nation under one dead god
What is evil, but good
Tortured by it's own hunger and thirst?
Terminal Spirit Disease
Can you feel the pain I feel?
I've lost all sense of what is real
I'm lost, in a world I detest
Can you feel the pain I feel?
This wound I've got will never heal
I'm lost, in the serpents own nest
Oh - set me free - crucify life itself
And let your joy be the reality
Our suffering life - the dream
Pain, the highest order
Scorching the inside of my skin
Terminal spirit disease
An itch of thirst twisting my tortured nerves
Kill the worm that is depression
Join the leeches of oppression
Inpure - twisted - logic they die
Kill the worm that is depression
My fevered circle - circle of damnation
Consumed by this torment pivine
Terminal spirit disease
Terminal spirit disease
Your souls condemned to sing of life
Must die to be set free
And the World Returned
(instrumental)
Forever Blind
In this cell that is ours there is no pity
No sunrise on the cold plain that is our soul
No beckoning to a warm horizon
The sun shall never greet my eyes again
It is our world
It has been stolen from us, bastards
No goddamn sun
No goddamn pain
I've searched my heart for love
But all in vain
No goddamn soul, no goddamn pain
Exploring life, without fear
Without feeling I am one with my torment
And forever blind
My desire clenches itself in a hungry fist
And welcomes my soul to the thirst of dying
Mother of all, come take your revenge
The sun shall never greet my eyes again
The Fevered Circle
Each day a mournful pity
Life looks upon you with scorn
Hopes flee, visions elude
As your feeble breath is turn
Six sinister thorns of beaty
The claws of the nondivine
Our right to breathe
Our right to bleed
Forever denied
What some seek in the depths of the unknown
Need not be sought so far
The truth of what we are
Each day a fevered circle
Life looks upon youwith scorn
Six sinister claws of darkness
Strip your flesh to the bone
The Beautyful Wound
My veins they are open
And yours to fill
The beast of my sins
Ain't easy to kill
Drowing in love, by bitterness warped
We sleep in different nights
Ugly and drugged, rotten to the core
But I just can't let this die
My intellect bund
My will amputated
It's a sweet little need
Your need to be hated
Ugly, drugged and fevered
By bitterness warped
Your beauty rages through my veins
Declaring war
Drowning in love, by bitterness warped
Stab your darkness into me
Ugly and drugged, rotten to the core
I see a truth you cannot see
As smooth as the skin
The skin of fire
I'm at the mercy of urges
You're my funeral dyre
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