Filth from Vandari by CORTEGE

“The broken image of Man moves in minute by minute and cell by cell.... Poverty, hatred, war, police-criminals, bureaucracy, insanity, all symptoms of The Human Virus.”
WILLIAM S. BURROUGHS, Naked Lunch



Filth

Take this shroud off and see the ground red
Lie down here and feel how dry it is
Submerge in the dust and hear it talk
Let the stories take you straight to hell

The sky is turning black
Blind fury on its way
Fear is thick in the air
This must be a madman's dream

A kneeling child
A trembling mother
A silent weeping
Transmission failed

Black angels, they are gone
Blood's going back to earth
How inapproriate
This silence is now

Sentenced to oblivion
Suffering is meaningless
Another layer of time
Covering the bones

Keep believing in your saviour
Is it not his own creation?

The rock is shaking
Destruction's coming

• Metal
• black
• death
• heavy
• sinphonic
• thrash
• Rybnik