| 1. Nuclear Death - Place Of Skulls |
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A small child burning in a crib I listen to it's tender flesh burn the screaming has already stopped I stare at the smoldering corpse... and now...
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| 2. Nuclear Death - Cremation |
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I have just died or so they say was it mere fate? or have they lied... To welcome death, the would have me burn, scatter my remains and take what...
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| 3. Nuclear Death - The Misshapen Horror |
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Dare we speak, lest our voices be heard above the din of an unnatural birth, a birth of many generations at once and we it's keepers watch ...
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| 4. Nuclear Death - Fetal Lament_ Homesick |
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A mother's nightmare - to lose her only child A loss of life, an infant's tragic death A family torn apart with pain and sorrow What it the child...
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| 5. Nuclear Death - Bride Of Insect |
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Go beyond what is wrong to an abomination or normal morality to what the brain cannot percieve. Go beneath the world to where there's movement...
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| 6. Nuclear Death - Vultures Feeding |
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Look what's become of you; lost for days beneath the scorching sun, without water you'll never last, but we'll wait... Now we sense you're...
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| 7. Nuclear Death - Corpse Of Allegiance |
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Evil walks among us in the guise of man killing to be blessed, the innocent pray and die... I stick a knife into his head and twist it through...
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| 8. Nuclear Death - Feral Vicera |
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Is it my mind within your life? as I tear open your throst Or is it my life within your mind? as I suck on your open wound... I lay within...
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| 9. Nuclear Death - Stygian Tranquility |
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To whom it may concern: I'm born at last! I'm in my world, my tranquility... and the smell of my flesh annoys me and the scabs on my scales tend...
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| 10. Nuclear Death - Necrobestiality |
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Welcome to the minds of the morbid, death's plan revealed to all a sanctuary secluded in darkness, a haven for demented lust. Apprentice to the...
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| 11. Nuclear Death - The Beloved Whore Celebration |
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O lady of dark reality whom we visit late at night, down upon her one by one we bathe in her fetid stench. We three fiends of veneral disease ...
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| 12. Nuclear Death - The Colour Of Blood |
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Creatures born in darkness and the dampness of the earth cast in stone and hidden by the lords of another world... The legions who await yearn...
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