Seasons in the Abyss

Razors edge Outlines the dead Incisions in my head Anticipation the stimulation To kill the exhilaration Close your eyes Look deep in your soul Step outside yourself And let your mind go Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die Close your eyes

Propaganda death ensemble Burial to be Corpses rotting through the night In blood laced misery Scorched earth the policy The reason for the siege The pendulum it shaves the blade The strafing air blood raid Infiltration push reserves Encircle the fro

Gun down cold on a raw deal Home turf my battlefield In no one's way caught in a crossfire Stray bullets can kill Expendable youths Fighting for possession Having control the principle obsession Rivalry and retribution Death the only solution Inured

Graze the skin with my finger tips The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means Provocative images delicate features so smooth A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon Dance with the dead in my dreams Listen to their hallowed screams The dead