Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cursed Beyond Recognition, artist - Nocturnal Breed. Album song Napalm Nights, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 17.03.2014
Record label: Agonia
Song language: English
Cursed Beyond Recognition |
«It has grinded and worn my soul |
Into a spirit-scraped shadow |
The Devil’s always on my shoulder |
As I’m cursed beyond — Recognition…» |
The Devil was in my bones last night |
One heel on the shovel |
Pale horse by my side |
Now I bleed black — I bleed napalm |
As I rot in this cage of my soul |
Crawling out of the woodwork it comes |
Like worms wriggling out of dead flesh and worn bones |
A thousand times — A thousand nights |
In endless repetition |
Cursed Beyond Recognition |
This mammoth iron-cross to drag |
Driving bargains with the Devil |
The Devil was in my flesh last night |
Cursing bone upon bone |
As I’m born to the black |
In every fear — In every way |
Like a straightjacket nailed to the soul |
Now all food turns to ash in my mouth |
Like a rat in a maze |
Trapped in mental lock-down |
Yet my pound of flesh — I will always get |
Leave my soul for the reapers in wait |
This heart beats in a rotten chest |
Soul and spirit ripped loose from its flesh |
Come death-worms black — And lead the way |
To my corner of this abyss |
Dreams of devils giving birth to crippled spawn |
As the cold winds are blowing — So cold through my soul |
Like led it burns through my rotting veins |
Each night I dream of Hell |
Oh no, No I won’t go |
I’ll rather die spitting fire from below |
No omen’s black enough |
To eclipse this rotten soul |
For Nocturnal is the beast of this code |
Soul desecrated — Standing on the brink of Hell |
As all my bones are slowly grinded |
Nerves and flesh is now my cell |
The Devil calls through days of strife |
Howling me back into the dark |
Into the screaming voids |
Into the cursed encroaching night |