Last you remember
Your sight's going red
Visions of corpses staring
Holes in their heads
Hammer dripping
A stench of death
Air draped in fumes
Of their final breath
The smell of putrid bodies
Fear frozen on their face
My spectre haunting victims
Vanished without a trace
My hammer caves their face in
A mass of flesh and bone
Condemned to decompose
Sledgehammer funeral
None know the guilt I feel
It weights upon my mind
The task must be done
Bloodlust to satisfy
Born from the anvil
Pain cast in steel
Thoughts of horrific murder
The only time I feel
I search for one more victim
I feel myself devolve
I need to collect bodies
I need to shatter bone
Condemned to decompose
Sledgehammer funeral
Sledgehammer Funeral (x4)
Last you remember
Your sight's going red
Visions of corpses staring
Holes in their heads
Hammer dripping
A stench of death
Air draped in fumes
Of their final breath
supported by 16 fans who also own “Sledgehammer Funeral”
Le premier EeeaaarrK ! de l'album m'a convaincu. On peut pas entamer un album au chant comme ça et ensuite plus rien. Bah justement non, après, y a pas plus rien !
Bon attention, là faut maîtriser la double négation les ami.es.
Bref, un disque qui te promène dans un park d'attraction, où chaque attraction a pour but de te dévisser les os du squelette. gregory duveau