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album  : Bringer Of Blood
groupe : Six Feet Under
sortie   : 2003

+ paroles Six Feet Under

01- Sick In The Head
02- Amerika The Brutal
03- My Hatred
04- Murdered In The Basement
05- When Skin Turns Blue
06- Bringer Of Blood
07- Ugly
08- Braindead
09- Blind And Gagged
10- Claustrophobic
11- Escape From The Grave

Sick In The Head

I gotta find my way outta hell- I gotta find my way alone
I see myself dead by suicide by a knife, gun, a blade- or hanging high
Will I be safe or will I die can I stop the voices deep inside, my mind
Dead to me- you re dead to me- you re dead to me, all dead to me
Oh my fucking God!
I'm a victim I've lived through disaster- pushed too far this is a reaction
I hate your lies. I hate my life
Dead to me- you re dead to me- you re dead to me, all dead to me
Oh my fucking God!
I'm a victim I've lived through disaster- pushed too far this is a reaction- to you
I hate your lies. I hate my life
Hoping I ll find a way, a way to live, dead together
A way to hide my fears, a way to disappear
I can't take it- I won't make it, I ll just hate it- I can't take it
I won't make it- I just hate it, I can't take it
I can't change it- I can't take it- I can't take it, I won't make it
Dead to me- you re dead to me- you re dead to me, all dead to me
Dead dead you re soon to be dead
I put a 12-gauge under my chin
Dead to me- you re dead to me- you re dead to me, all dead to me
Oh my fucking God!
I'm a victim I've lived through disaster- pushed too far this is a reaction
died a thousand times again and again-in my mind- I have died
I have slowly withered

Amerika The Brutal

I'd rather died than to live in this fucked world
Mr. President I'm not here to do your dirty work
Alone, I think I'm fighting a losing battle
Worth dying not for oil
NO WAR Amerika the brutal
Listen it's a fucking joke and they make you believe it on the TV
That's how they deceive you-
I watch and I listen and I question their reasons
You know what, I don't fuckin believe em
NO WAR Amerika the brutal
When I want to know the future I look into the past
I think of my best friend and his stories of Vietnam
And now I got a cousin fighting in Iraq, and I want her coming back
I'm not afraid to speak my own mind
I don't use the first amendment to hide behind
I'm guaranteed that freedom, I'm born with that right
And for that I'm ready to fight
I'd rather die than to live in this fucked world
Fake president, I'm not here to do your dirty work
Alone I think I'm fighting this losing battle- worth dying ?
NO WAR Amerika the brutal

My Hatred

I only kill when I can't keep them four days and then I sleep them-
To the grave that's right bitch, uh huh
You ll know I'm there when I follow turn around I'm behind you
I'm in the shadows close, so close I've almost got you
Doomed to the end dead from the beginning
That's right hear what the fuck I'm saying
I can't think straight I'm gonna break, break down
You can't escape you re gonna die slow now
It's all a part of my master plan
Everyone ends up dead in the end
Hell yeah
What the fuck you gonna do now, huh ?
Pray to a God that isn't there ?
No
Fall to your knees and die for me- I have the cure for your Christian disease
I live this life to kill, homicidal
And now you lie dead with your Bible
Choke on your fucking cross motherfucker
I hope your soul is lost forever
Nothing will change in me- nothing will ever change
Nothing will change in you- nothing will ever change
We re surviving on hatred, we re surviving on hate
Nothing will ever change my hatred

Murdered In The Basement

Murdered in the basement, blood stains on cement
Murdered in the basement, a hammer to the head
Murdered in the basement, something's rotten in the cellar
Murdered in the basement, don't go down there!
I hate your fucking guts, your world makes me sick
Tell me what to do, I got a special place for you
Murdered in the basement, in concrete grave
Murdered in the basement, an ice pick to the face
Murdered in the basement, something's rotten in the cellar
Murdered in the basement, don't go down there
I hate your fucking guts, your world makes me sick
Tell me what to do, I got a special place for you
Buried in a concrete grave after you re dismembered and raped
A skeletons hand shoved up your ass
Food for the worms and rats
Murdered in the basement, time to dig a hole
Murdered in the basement, lyme to cover the smell
Murdered in the basement, something's rotten in the cellar
Murdered in the basement, don't go down there
Murdered in the basement, an 8th hole in your head
Murdered in the basement, killing for revenge
Murdered in the basement, a knife stuck in my back
Murdered in the basement, food for the worms and rats
I hate your fucking guts, your world makes me sick
Tell me what to do, I got a special place for you

When Skin Turns Blue

Your death, your blood, your life, you re dead
To the death- slit your neck- dark, dark demons haunt
The death- in death, demons haunt
The heart pumps then it stops
Flow through your life then you drop
Blood- the blood- in blood, dark demons haunt
The very blood that runs through you
It's time to die when your skin turns blue
Your skin turned blue you breathed your last breath
Rotten in the crypt is your next step
Friend with the maggots in your head
Bleed again and again- die you re dead
Feel it dripping- feel the drip, formaldehyde you re prepared for the crypt
But it's cold, in the grave, in my tomb
When skin turns blue you ll know your time is through
You re dead inside of you crawl back into the womb
God damn-you
God damn- my soul
God damn- you
God damn- all of you

Bringer Of Blood

Bringer of blood
This one's from the heart
Together we re as one
Bringer of blood
It will never end- blood is our bond
Together we re as one
Bringer of blood

Ugly

Ugly inside, ugly outside
I can't stand to hear their screams, it's all like some kind of terrible dream
I close my eyes and I start to drip in sweat
When the lights go out I dream of death!
I wake up and see the blood, then I remember what I have done
I closed my eyes and then I kill- kill- kill
When I woke up they were all fucking dead!
You are so ugly you deserve to die- you deserved to die
Crawl inside that ugly brain of yours and I ll get inside my ugly brain
A twist of fate a twist of the blade- the choices we make, we dig our own graves
A twist of fate a twist of the blade, beauty they say is only skin deep
We dig our own grave, a twist of the blade- I ll dig your grave
We re ugly inside- ugly outside
10 dead bodies just a rotting away- I got em all propped up next to me, in my room
A chopped-off leg a popped-out eye I hope you are the next to die!
I feel the ugliness- I hear your screams

Braindead

Crack my skull inside my head once alive now braindead
Stick a needle in my skin- I can't feel a fucking thing
I can't control the way I have lived through the horror the terror the murders
Tap the vein and let it flow, slow
Inside my heart, cold and hollow
I feel no remorse
My heart beats but I think I'm deceased
Braindead time to pull the plug
Braindead I feel no love
Braindead you've stopped breathin
Braindead I'm hunting humans this season

Blind And Gagged

Blind and gagged
Not gonna ask permission
Not gonna follow traditions- I am not your victim
So leave me the fuck alone- leave me the fuck alone
I die- you die- we die- we all fuckin die!
Death is in front of me but life is behind me
I die- you die- we die- alive
I die- you die- we die- we re all fuckin dead
It's not gonna break me
I'm not gonna break
I won't let it take me
It won't overtake
To after perception, is to after reality
I'd rather die than live in your fantasy- blind and gagged
Blind and gagged
Not gonna ask permission
Not gonna follow traditions- I am not your victim
So leave me the fuck alone- leave me the fuck alone
I die- you die- we die- alive
I die- you die- we die- we re already fuckin dead

Claustrophobic

I feel like the walls are closing in
I'm still alive but I might as well be dead
I feel like the walls are closing in
I feel like the walls are closing in on me
Imprisoned locked up like I'm in a skin coffin
Doubt about the thought will I ever taste freedom
Take away me body I feel empty as a victim
I cannot wait, I cannot wait- I cannot wait for dying
Caged like a rat and I'm gonna start a freaking
To die right now would be a real fucking treat
And compared to being in this fucking shithole where I'm treated like an animal
No an animal's protected from extinction
Locked up like I'm in a skin coffin
I'm in a jail in my soul
I know there's no escaping
I feel like the walls are slowly closing in on
Sometimes I wish the reaper would just come and take my body to the grave
Then I could just wait for you in your dreams

Escape From The Grave

No escape from this lonely grave- buried six feet down
Molested, dumped in a hole, beaten, shivering
Scream for mother she can't save you
No God hears you, only death awaits you
Die by my hand, the master of the damned
The kill is what I crave- doom no prophecy will save
You re rotten already, now's your time to decay
A terminal illness called dead in the grave
A chance at a new beginning- senseless- vicious- violent,
Cold calculated killing in remembrance of the dead,
I've kept the severed head and dried its eyes for days
As I watched its body decay