Cover di Wolverine Blues

Wolverine Blues
Album - 4 ottobre 1993 - Debaser id 9028

di Entombed

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Rotten Soil (03:26)
Entombed • Wolverine Blues
Come down for a minute
Touch the grass on the other side
Meet the devil who is your host

Strike down what you believe in
Get it done with a gun
When I'm in hell you can talk to my ghost

Reach out for what is nothing
The grass is red just for a while
Reason burns behind the wall

It will pass in a minute
Eggs will hatch inside your head
Your little feeble body soon will crawl

Can you feel it itch
Can you feeil it so divine
When blood is pissing down your spine

There's no turning back
Your infected blood will boil
Cuz you walked on rotten soil

Welcome to the real world!

It's hard to take a stand but
It's harder to take a fall
Open the lid of your own casket!
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Wolverine Blues (02:14)
Entombed • Wolverine Blues
What you believe
Is the vanity you conceive
What you love u don't pen
To put in a cage is to put to an end

Enamoured of the passion
Life-sucking lust
You will never gain my trust

I'm a misanthropical breed
Insatiable in my need to feed

Utterly fearless
For your luscious flesh
I've got an appetite like a war
And I always hunger for more

Vicious mammal
The blood is my call
Pound for pound
I am the most vicious of all
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Demon (03:19)
Entombed • Wolverine Blues
Demon, come live in me
possession, fill me with disease
temptation, a fire set aflame
feral instincts help me go insane

Shameless, searching endlessly
to appease the burning urge in me
hunger of a thousand wolverines
satisfaction by any means

Demon, replace all I've been taught
impulse, erase all second thought
gambling in this carnal game
nothing is all where everything's the same

Trembling in the balance
exploring new extremes
all sweet forms of self-destruction
coming to me in my dreams

Thoughts of cruelty and pain
in my brain - in my blood
lose control of lust and anger
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Contempt (04:33)
Entombed • Wolverine Blues
Before my eyes - lies
nothing but lies
I cannot believe the scenes
taking place beneath our skies

It makes me wanna do my time
in a song or on the silver-screen
humanity is the biggest cancer
ever to be seen

Before my eyes - lies
civiliesation
ancient and wicked
destruction in creation

No matter how low you are
there's always someone to look down upon
and it goes
on and on

Emotionless - obscene
but a human life don't mean
anything to me
it's merely a seed of insanity
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06
Full of Hell (03:22)
Entombed • Wolverine Blues
[lyrics: Hellid, music: Hellid]

I've got a 24-lane highway
going straight thru my head
a peace of mind like a brainstorm
and thoughts that knocks me dead
I've got sympathy for the devil
and demon is in my vein
I'm organized chaos
but don't call me stupid I'm insane

At my worst I'm at my best
wide awake but let sanity rest
I'm full of hell
all kinds of hell

I've got a heart like a graveyard
they're dying to get in
I'm from alot of different places
and I'm full of hell and sin
I'm offended by human nature
was told the truth by someone who lied
there are times when not being human
would be a source of inner pride

In my heart and deep within
I've got it's fire under my skin
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Blood Song (03:24)
Entombed • Wolverine Blues
[lyrics: Cederlund/Hellid, music: Cederlund/Rosenberg/Andersson]

Drinking blood
a red delightful bloody power
my fatal bite
the art of the blackest hour
I suck your blood
an immense everlasting lust
morning grows
the sun burns me to dust

Your beating heart
gives the flow
in my high
I will let you go
red pulsing rivers
to me from you
but when I'm there
you are through

a vampire
blood desire
gets me higher
an unquenchable fire

Revel in blood
under the moon
give me your blood
it is my doom
it's a power beyond belief
beyond pain
my life's a stream
inside your vein

I suck your blood !
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Hollowman (04:27)
Entombed • Wolverine Blues
The hollow sky is red
The race is on
Faces are all dead
The race is on

It's just a matter of time!

Bedrooms are tombs
Cradles are coffins
Tears I cannot shed
A matter of time
A matter of slugs
'Til the rats are fed

Who examines the doctors?

I'm the hollowman...

It's just a matter of bullets
In hollow brain
As I wander slowly
Thru bullet rains

My hollow eyes
Are staring down the hole
Jesus, satan, hitler
Bought my soul

It's rotten and sour
But it's inside of me
I've got faith in the end
But you just can't see

Who examines the doctors?

I'm the hollowman...
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Out of Hand (03:07)
Entombed • Wolverine Blues
Fools gather round to watch me bleed
but there are things you'll never see
to protect and serve one nation under god
a nation in which no-one's free

Their flesh begins to rot
what's left of what they've got
a boring life is getting old
mischief won't turn to gold

By going back to burning books
ripping apart things that doesn't fit
one times one equals nine
Your make-believe reality is full of shit

Jesus christ
lord of flies
in disguise
fuck!

It's fucked to hear one idiot's words
but worse to see others believe it
fucked up minds in fucked up times
it's up to you to foresee it

Jesus christ
lord of flies
in disguise
it's all built upon lies
out of hand
is this a fucking joke
out of mind
and it makes me fucking choke
fuck!
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