Meshuggah - Glints Collide | Текст Иностранной Песни
Winds that shine a bright, blinding dark Kerosene flames so cold they crack Suns that blow becalmed twisters Ferocity sleeping, nothingness stacked Intestines worn to
Meshuggah - Nebulous | Текст Иностранной Песни
Drowned in this screaming silence Embraced by shadows, they tear me The wormholes free my eyes The blood boils, it knows My thoughts burn as minds liquefy, vaporize
Meshuggah - New Millennium Cyanide Christ | Текст Иностранной Песни
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,
Meshuggah - New Millenium Cyanide Christ? | Текст Иностранной Песни
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
Meshuggah - Organic Shadows | Текст Иностранной Песни
The glued-on sheet of self control The pity of sense of sanity Cracking at the seams Torn from my reality The motion of thoughts subdued Overcome, suppressed by
Meshuggah - Bleed | Текст Иностранной Песни
Beams of fire sweep through my head Thrusts of pain increasingly engaged Sensory receptors succumb I'm no one now, only agony My crimson liquid so frantically
Meshuggah - New Millennium Cyanide Christ [Mpeg Video Trax] | Текст Иностранной Песни
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
Meshuggah - Humiliative | Текст Иностранной Песни
I'm the concrete leper Sickness repulsion embodied But hear the sermon escaping my vermin mouth You might even stay with me in the dirt I'm soaked in putrid
Meshuggah - Stengah | Текст Иностранной Песни
Lacerating pains of degeneration Speed through your trembling mind Still, in machine-like strife You gain another mile The temporary elusive goal, to reach the
Meshuggah - Concatenation | Текст Иностранной Песни
A stale organic cage incarceration I'm in the stranger me (Lost in corporeal inanity) The user of my face beneath its guise I rot a paradox in terms (I am now what I'm