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Severed Survival
Album - 24 maggio 1989 - Debaser id 122883

di Autopsy

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Charred Remains (03:40)
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Burning from the inside out
Bloody foam spews from your mouth
Smell the putrid stench of flesh
As it burns you to your death

Feel the flesh drip from your face
Turning black, vision fades
Eyeballs melt into their sockets
Involutionary set ablaze

Gutwrenching screams fill the air
The rancid smell of burning hair
Screaming in excruciating pain
Blood boils over warping veins
Burnt skull collapses onto melting brains
Spontaneous death, up in flames
Twisting and writhing as life burns away
Till nothing is left but charred remains
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Severed Survival (03:28)
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Stranded alone on a barren island No food to be found Point of desperation Shocking desicion on how to survive Now it's time to break out the knife First inscion the cut is complete First source of food is one of your feet Incredible pain as you cauterize the wound Preparing yourself for a horrible doom Amputation for your rations Legs are gone, start new gashes Half of your fingers are now cut away To live through another agonizing day Feasting on the rest of your arm Next the slice goes across your throat
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Critical Madness (04:32)
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Mind snapped thoughts of death Demented voices in his heaad Chainsaw victim covered in blood Severed body left for dead Bloody killing spree Brain fried eternally Psychotic mission of death Critical madness Self inflicted pain Slicing his face to shreds Brutal blow to the face Sentenced to death By a swing of a mace Blown out brains with a grenade Hallucinating brain decayed Violent breakdown Truth of dare Cut your flesh to the bone No hope for a normal life Insane asylum is your home
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Embalmed (03:02)
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Epidermis punctured
As the deadened blood is drawn
Stiff cadever on the table
Victims of death's spawn
Desicate, deteriorate
Start to decompose
Process of embalment
Through your veins the chemicals flow

No more thoughts inside your head
Your brain is on a tray
Injection of formaldehyde
Organs have decayed
Light of day not to be seen
Again by the deceased
Rigor mortis is your future
Death ignored your pleas

Blood replced by chemicals
No more life is found
Next stop is a wooden box
Rotting underground
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