Cover di Gomorrah's Season Ends

Gomorrah's Season Ends
Album - 1996 - Debaser id 9203

di Earth Crisis

Doomsday befalls. Awakened by sirens, the fifteen minute warning.
ICBMs scream from their silos into the
sky. Warheads detonate over their targets.
Nuclear blasts incinirate city after city. Swept away by the shock of the
explosions humankind dies in agony.
Ash blocks the sun from penetrating the choked atmosphere.
The global temperature drops
into nuclear winter. Below, radiation poisoned air,
soil and water is all that's to be found.
By what is left of who is left
fires burn from the haze of a darkened world.
Charred skins hangs from the bones of survivors as they struggle trhough
leveled rubble. Past-gutted buildings and unburied bodies.
Hell rages on the face of the earth. All creation lays at the
mercy of madmen whose commands will cast us into world war three.
If the keys turn from the press of a switch all life as we
know it shall cease to exist. Cease to exist. Cease to exist.
Cease to exist. Cease to exist.
Il tuo voto:
Rage has ruled me for so long that I don't want to think anymore.
I've tried to claw my way out, but I am sealed
in. It seems the game is designed to make me lose.
It's weight slowly drags me down. I draw a breath as I slip under. The dim
light fades as descent begins. I have to fight my way through.
Stark flesh sinks through the freezing liquid darkness. Pale
hands bound before me, rushing deeper with every heartbeat.
I will not relent to despair. As depression contricts it's coils
close in around me. Depression contricts.
My will is the blade that cuts the coils from around me.
Il tuo voto:
The situation degenerates. Again alcohol hits the bloodstream.
Overwhelmed by the desire to feed the
desire. Inebriation numbs the brain. Nothing changes, nothing improves.
Empty bottles and empty days. The captive is pulled
deeper into an aimless maze.
Wasted time passes as the walls of the vice close in.
Dying internal organs no longer fuction.
Judgement impaired, direction lost.
Trapped in a repeating process.
Wasted time passes as the walls of the vice close in.
Dying internal organs no longer fuction.
Judgement impaired, direction lost.
Trapped in a repeating process. The painkiller
takes a life. The painkiller takes a life.
The painkiller takes a life. The painkiller takes a life.
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