Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Death Blooms, artist -Date of issue: 28.08.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Death Blooms |
| Cold seems crippling |
| Lame meander through corridors |
| Aroma’s thick with age |
| Mark off the day |
| Reflections of my life are fading |
| Pull me out of body |
| Don’t want it |
| Don’t want in |
| Feeble frail and rotting |
| Descending |
| I’m lost in a structure |
| That’s collapsing |
| Don’t want it |
| Cast into |
| Maker take the body |
| Don’t want, it wants me |
| Past has found its place |
| Salvation is no more |
| Will god accept my peace? |
| Bleach will pardon me |
| Reflections of my life are fading |
| Pull me out of body |
| Don’t want it |
| Don’t want in |
| Feeble frail and rotting |
| Descending |
| I’m lost in a structure |
| That’s collapsing |
| Don’t want it |
| Cast into |
| Maker take the body |
| Don’t want, it wants me |
| I just want to run |
| Fly kites, wrestle, jump and play |
| Swim through waves that crash to shore |
| Memories in me, cocooned in misery |
| I’m sick and tired |
| Of embracing reflections of past time |
| Receive me or cast me away |
| God please take me away |
| Resistance futile, suicidal ideas |
| I will crucify my own being |
| Satisfy selfish needs, fuck the deities |
| Justify my own right to what’s waiting for me |
| On the other side, the time has come |
| Lock and load |
| I’m coming (I'm coming) |
| I’m coming (I'm coming) |
| I’m coming (I'm coming) |
| I’m coming, I’m coming home |
| Pull me out of body |
| Don’t want it, don’t want in |
| Pull me out of body |
| Don’t want it, don’t want in |
| Pull me out of body |
| Don’t want it, don’t want in |
| Feeble frail and rotting |
| Descending |
| I’m lost in a structure |
| That’s collapsing |
| Descending, don’t want it |
| Maker take the body |
| Don’t want |
| It wants me |
| Pull me out of body |
| Don’t want it, don’t want in |
| Feeble frail and rotting |
| Descending |
| I’m lost in a structure |
| That’s collapsing |
| Descending, don’t want it |
| Maker take the body |
| Don’t want |
| It wants me |
| I just want to run |
| Fly kites, wrestle, jump and play |
| Swim through waves that crash to shore |
| Memories in me, cocooned in misery |
| The darkness overcomes |
| Soul soars to the other plane |
| Existence past the door |
| I sail through purgatory’s bay |
| I asked a god for poison, cradle me |
| Sown to my dreams, souls searching |
| Death blossoms where clouds lie over me |
| Held in God’s hands, death blooming |
| Dark for fear of failure |
| An inner gloom as wide as an eye and fermenting |
| Roiling hate |
| Death grip in my veins |
| Unveiling rancid petals flowering forth foul nectar |
| The space between a blink and a tear |
| Death blooms |