New Millennium Cyanide Christ

Album: Chaosphere (1998)
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  • I'm a carnal, organic anagram
    Human flesh instead of written letters
    I rearrange my pathetic tissue
    I incise, I replace, I'm reformed

    I eradicate the fake, pre-present me
    Elevate me to a higher human form
    The characters I am
    Made into a word complete then I'll be the new norm

    Self inflicted fractures
    I replace my bones with bars
    Aluminum bleeding oxide
    The drug of Gods into my pounding veins

    My receiving eyes exchanged with fuses
    Blindness induced to prevent destruction
    Ceramic blades implanted
    Past my ribs to save me from the dues of inhalation

    I tear my worldly useless skin
    Staples to pin it over my ears
    Non-receptive of ungodly sounds
    I disable the audio generators of fear

    Hexagonal bolts to fill my mouth
    Sharpened to deplete
    The creator of all violence
    Without speech there will be no deceit

    Baptized in vitriolic acid
    A final touch, a smoothing of features
    Completion of the greatest art
    To cast the godly creatures

    Humans, once astray, made divine
    Stripped of congenital flaws
    We're incandescent
    Revelations in a world of darkened forms

    Disciples, come join with me
    To save a failed humanity
    Follow the God of cyanide
    Into the new eternity

    Behold a sacrificial erase
    A cleansing worshiping of pain
    The new millennium Christ
    Here to redeem all from lies, lies
    Writer/s: FREDRIK THORDENDAL, MAARTEN HAGSTROEM, MARTEN HAGSTROEM, M�RTEN HAGSTR�M, TOMAS HAAKE
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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