Blood (Death Metal)

(Calm and Rough)
You push the blades into my,
Ooh, Jesus never pushed people out of his face,
But you put dark poison into my dyeing grace! (Stretched)
Now I got nothing to do but choke on my own blood!
The dark faces pour inside my heart mud!

(Lunatic voice)
I run there, there, and there,
Slipping on the hard wet stones,
Falling on my own bleeding jaws…
Spinning and dogging the devils laws…
I skip over there,
You push me again…
I skip on the other way
But you get in my way screaming hey!
I try my best to be the best…
But seems like you spit at me again…
To be honest I don’t enjoy my gifts…
Seems like my respect for you was one big past,
But in a way it seems that I made my decision too fast.
I wish you would understand that I tried.



(Roaring)
You push the blades into my!

(Pause)

(No!!!)

Ooh, Jesus never pushed people out of his face!
But you put dark poison into my dyeing grace! (Stretched)
Now I got nothing to do but choke on my own blood!
The dark faces pour inside my heart mud! (Stretched)

(Lunatic Voice)
Please tell me that this is not reality,
Please tell me that that this is not duality,
I don’t want to believe you got no purity…
I beg you tell me that this is a dream,
No, no, no this can’t be real!
But I tried so hard!
I wanted to be a friend!
No!!!

(Roaring)
You rip my soul with your blades!
(No!!!)
Ooh, Jesus never pushed people out of his face,
(No, God!!!)
But you put dark poison into my dyeing grace! (Stretched)
(No, please no…)
Now I got nothing to do but choke on my own blood!
(No!!!)
The dark faces pour inside my heart mud!

(Frustrated)
The cross is burning,
The cross is burning in the fire,
There is nothing but hells desire…

(Roaring)
Blood!
I am choking on the red flood!
There is nothing left in me but dirty mud!
No!!! x3
Blood…

(Roaring)
You push the blades into my,
Ooh, Jesus never pushed people out of his face,
But you put dark poison into my dyeing grace! (Stretched)
Now I got nothing to do but choke on my own blood!
The dark faces pour inside my heart mud!

(Tired)
Blood is not red anymore
My blood is not red anymore
I feel only tears of pain
I am starting to go insane! (Stretched)

Why, why do they still not except me?
Why, do they still not except me?
I try….
But they do not except me…
I am losing faith in myself…
I begin to want to die! (Stretched)

Epic \m/

I'll write the guitar. We just need a drummer and another guitar player. (Nobody listens to the bass in death metal).

Cool! I want to hear it! Great song, when you have 17 make a group and sing it, it would be great! But I’ll be old. Still I’m imaging the songs with the voice of the guy of disturbed, is just because your image make me think of disturbed, again cool, I identify with this! (sorry if I wrote something wrong, duuh I barely speak English and I’m practicing French) Gold star dude! But I don’t know for what that works
Do you have myspace? Check mine and my band myspace too please
They are on my yws profile I haven’t publish something again because I’m busy with rehearsals

BarrettBenedict wrote:Epic \m/ :)

I'll write the guitar. We just need a drummer and another guitar player. (Nobody listens to the bass in death metal).

Pig Destroyer doesn't have a bassist; they're one of the best grind bands in the business. It's cool when a band can build around the drummer and guitarist's skills alone.

Wow. This is the most hardcore thing you've ever written. *GOLD STAR*

Amazing. I could feel it pulsing around me, like it was playing in my ear.

Best song EVER =]

*PEACEE*

_Writing for love is a passion_

Whoa! I love this! Perfect!