Within The Carcass

by Postmortem

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released March 18, 2014

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Postmortem Pelotas, Brazil

Brazillian Death Metal since 2004, Old School Killing Intent

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Track Name: Chains of Hypocrisy
Earthquakes, Disasters, Catastrophes
Destroying all your beliefs
You cry, you pray, in vain
It has already began

Where’s your god?
You’re handmade god
Where’s your god?
Did he betray you?

Since you’re born
You’ve been tied to
These chains of hypocrisy
You’ll never
Get rid of them
Till you open your eyes

Where’s your god?
You’re handmade god
Where’s your god?
Did he betray you?

Where’s your god?
You’re handmade god
Where’s your god?
Is he now laughing on you?
Track Name: Beneath the Sands of Time
Tied I can't scape
rusted chains round my arms
and my wings are nailed in lies
chained to the rotting bonds of flesh

Feared by the followers
of the Liers and the weaks
Imprisioned me onto the tombs
Kill, the only word they speak

Dead an cold
remains of the world
now a land of sand
dust fills the Earth

beneath the sands of time
beneath the dust of lies
beneath the storm of life
beneath the enemy's corpses I'll rise

bones and silence
and the ruins of an empire
my throne now is empty
and I'm chainend down this pit

Thousand years buried
forgotten by my own race
but the blood still runs
and vengeance's stamped on my face

Dead an cold
remains of the world
now a land of sand
dust fills the Earth

beneath the sands of time
beneath the dust of lies
beneath the storm of life
beneath the enemy's corpses I'll rise
Track Name: Decomposition on High Degree
Throwned down on a pit
Dead for some weaks
The only feeling
is hunger for living meat

The body doesen't answer
The mind is limited
primitive istincts
all his want is feed

Decomposition on high degree
hunting his victims to feed
Decomposition on high degree
losing his pieces

Body torn to pieces
And hunger just rises
Death follow his steps
spreading the disease

left behind a carcass
fallen on a dommed ground
life back from death
to follow the fate of the undead

Decomposition on high degree
hunting his victims to feed
Decomposition on high degree
losing his pieces