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Lyrics : Tales Of Darknord : The Last : Fucking Future
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Fucking Future
The Last (1998)
Tales Of Darknord
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8 February 10, 22:01
  
    
      Slow death, insanity in inflamed brain.
This is peak of deformity - world's pain.
Terrible war. Devils machine.
Misscarriage of the dying age.
Be afraid of big destruction of senses,
Of life and total repuision.
Life in fear - mortal way through your
Fucking future day.
Suicide will become your escape!
Life encumbrance. Dreadful death day.
No more moment. You will die!
Morbid science will create ruthless
Creatures - fear and hate.
Blood and flesh in dampness of grave.
You're embodyment of death.
Burning ache! My eyes! Dry air!
Dreadful sentence - judgement by fire!
Death - a winter of nuclear blast.
Sucrifices of hell machine without
Laws - we lost our feelings.
Evolution of gory Earth is dead
And what do you want?
You just tried to escape from yourself
But you stumbled and you died.
Dreadful war - slimy gore.
Sucrifice of brain drive.
Take my hand with slave brand.
It's my future. Crazy future!
Vile future! Fucking future!
    
	      This is peak of deformity - world's pain.
Terrible war. Devils machine.
Misscarriage of the dying age.
Be afraid of big destruction of senses,
Of life and total repuision.
Life in fear - mortal way through your
Fucking future day.
Suicide will become your escape!
Life encumbrance. Dreadful death day.
No more moment. You will die!
Morbid science will create ruthless
Creatures - fear and hate.
Blood and flesh in dampness of grave.
You're embodyment of death.
Burning ache! My eyes! Dry air!
Dreadful sentence - judgement by fire!
Death - a winter of nuclear blast.
Sucrifices of hell machine without
Laws - we lost our feelings.
Evolution of gory Earth is dead
And what do you want?
You just tried to escape from yourself
But you stumbled and you died.
Dreadful war - slimy gore.
Sucrifice of brain drive.
Take my hand with slave brand.
It's my future. Crazy future!
Vile future! Fucking future!
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