Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Emblazed, artist - Nail WithinDate of issue: 11.12.2002
Song language: English
Emblazed |
| Synthetic flesh, sinful virtual life |
| Reflected picture of perished strife |
| Deranged, your mind, as you can’t swallow pain |
| For pain there are a thousand ways to… |
| They point their finger once again |
| Infected lies, it’s the game |
| Altars of mindless, of innocent crime |
| Bleeding, and freezing inside |
| Cut to pieces, the deathrow is near |
| Hypnotic minds hear the screams of fear |
| Sheep in the line, take a knife cut their heads |
| Assuring us, paranoia the game |
| Value of words, you can place them on ice |
| Or click them all then delete all the files |
| Endless struggle of spirit and flesh |
| The last one — summon my «demon-guest» |
| A living dead with no «will to power» |
| Painted fear, count the hours |
| Synthetic flesh, set on fire, emblazed |
| Gas them all, until none of it’s left |
| Another murder, another black hole |
| A «living horror» in the land of the gore |
| Hallowed point in Jerusalem’s streets |
| Set them emblazed, then be destroyed by guilt |
| Altars, of mindless, of innocent crime |
| Bleeding and freezing inside |
| Give your hand, join the river of blood |
| A shooting game as the story’s been told |
| Faces on news, wanted dead or alive |
| You stare at the screen but for me it’s alive |
| I scratch my skin till the blood red appear |
| Be my guest in the sentence of fear |
| Murder, a child killed, Islamic terror |
| In the land of the genocide |
| Cut down to pieces, or throw out your skin |
| The masses will rip your mind |