Sarcofago
Album: The Worst
Release: 1997
Para mim Sarcófago foi uma excelente banda no Undergroung Nacional e Internacional, no ano de 1997 é lançado este incrivel album de nome The Worst, Wagner e Gerald utilizaram-se da bateria pragramada que na minha opinão ficou muito interessante neste disco, resumindo, um disco com alguns sons rapidos e outros, muita porrada, destaque para 3 sons, Plunged in Blood, Army of Damned e Shave your Head, na minha opinão vale muito a pena ouvir este disco.
| 6:33 | |
| | The Worst
A lot of times we find ourselves in trouble,
that we think is impossible to be crossed.
The world seems to conspirate against us,
parents and friends close their eyes to us.
When you think that everything is over,
when you stop to believe in life,
when nothing more makes sense to your existence,
when you start to think that you deserve to die.
Remember my friend
the worst is to come
Remember your friend dead... he is dead!
Remember the brother black winds, he is
in problem with drugs.
Your pretty girlfriend... a car crushed her legs.
All your past of illusions, sweet lies.
Stop to think those bad things,
put out the bullets of your gun,
return that knife to the drawer of your mother.
Don't be coward... be a man!!!
Nobody cares if you go now.
Only you are important,
suicide is no solution for nothing.
your suffering after this act,
will be real and painfull...
When you think that everything is over,
when you stop to believe in life,
when nothing more makes sense to your existence,
when you start to think that you deserve to die!
Nobody cares if you go now,
Only you are important,
suicide is no solution for nothing,
your suffering after this act.
Will be real and painfull!!! |
| 3. | Army of the Damned (The Prozac's Generation) | 04:35 | |
| | Sometimes you think that your life is sick
and everything is going bad.
You can't support the pression in your head.
There is clouds of tormentsin your heart,
let me say something:
You are not alone in this journey.
We can easily understand your laments,
'cause we are brothers in suffering.
We are army of the damned,
corpses without a soul...
creatures from the land,
devil's toys in this world.
Army of the damned
the prozac's generation
You have no sense of what to do now,
regretfull of what you've done in the past,
afraid of what is waiting for you tomorrow.
Suicide (choice) always seem to be the best.
Army of the damned
The hate came from inside
and your soul is burning of wrath.
You can't describe your feelings,
the pain will never stop.
Ciclic waves of anger,
you lost all the control.
It is time to crush some bones,
start to kill them all.
A war inside your head,
a storm smashing your soul,
you will fight until your death.
The genocide must be won.
Can you see how stupid was your life?
Pleasure, moneyand everything just will take you to death.
Came on take another pill, drink another bottle,
the doors are open for your eternal and last drink. |
| 4. | God Bless the Whores | 07:28 | |
| | Different reasons, same perversions,
but all with the same fire
burning between their legs.
God bless the whores by all their cares
God bless the whores by the nights of sodomy.
A compulsion to endless nights of pleasure,
they are armed with lashes, chains and tiger panties.
Their voluptious instinct cannot be stoped,
their hot machines are always wet and clean.
Do you remember that sweet little Julie,
five yars had past, she is the new queen of the night.
Her fame crossed through frontiers of thousand countries,
she and her disciples began a kingdom of sodomy.
Hail to the whores!
Hal! Hail! Hail! Hail!
A compulsion to endless nights of pleasures,
they are armed with lashes, chains and tiger panties.
Voluptious instinct cannot be stopped,
their hot machines are always wetand clean,
awaiting for new balls to start beat and crush. |
| 5. | Plunged in Blood | 04:38 | |
| | Everything started with a bullet
bursting out my head.
The wind blowing with anger,
sunshine can't warm me,
an intense cold runs through my spine.
Only loneliness in my wondering soul.
The despair is increasing,
I can't control my feelings.
My body is contorning in pain,
screams cut me like razors.
The silence is just a illusion,
I can't scream for help.
I found the way to my ancient home,
In a lapse of time I could saw my parents.
They can't hear my voice,
They can't feel my touch,
Sorrow is all that I can feel.
That face was so close to me,
plunged in blood!!!
I can see my friends crying in dispair,
under my bed lies a young body,
plunged in blood pieces of a head,
in all places the gore is spreaded.
When I looked to that disformed face,
I could feel the hand, of Satan...
...taking my soul back to hell!!! |
| 6. | Satanic Lust | 03:38 | |
| | The night is cold
and the sky is without light
only a darkned moon
will be the witness in this night
First hymnes are heard
the invocation starts
with love they call
lord's presence is the harvest
The sacrifice is done
a innocent virgin is dead
bodies start to fuck
total orgasm is consumed
The dead virgin
now is fucked
sodomy in this night
necromancy is complete
Pleasure and delight
satanic lust |
| 7. | The Necrophiliac | 06:15 |
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| | He was a wicked man,
Satan lives in his eyes.
A creature from no land,
cross his way and you will die!!!
He's the evil one
Prowling through endless nights,
to his victims, suffering,
of his blade they can't hide.
The moon is full, and the sky is dark,
another night of pleasures finaly will start.
No takes your way to the graveyard,
the feelings in his mind can't be described.
Necrophiliac, in love tonight,
Necrophiliac, seeking for a new child.
Whole day he passed, in Plato's desire,
with his new girlfriend, another child died,
eternal love is the promisse that he made,
eternal 'till a new cadaver arrives.
The cold and rotting flesh,
will take him to orgasm.
The pussy is full of worms,
and is expeling a smell of death.
He can't stop to lick,
that little prece of heaven.
The two holes became one,
the lust was complete.
Violating another tomb,
finding his eternal lover.
He got his dick hard,
fucking corpses with hate.
Tonight there is a special party,
a new girlfriend arrived.
Nineteen yars old,
and the sweet child dead!
He was a wicked man.
Satan lives in his eyes,
a scream from no land,
cross his way and you will die.
He's the evil one |
| 8. | Shave Your Heads | 03:34 | |
| | All these yars passed,
had showed us the same facts.
Drugs and booze are giving the sign
to the life of millions of young souls,
that are rotting their brains,
with cocaine entering up in their noses.
Long hairs is not more,
a mark of the braves.
It became just a fashion,
and had lost it's anger.
Alcohol in their guts, tatooing their arms.
The orgy goes night after night,
acting like bastards, to show their uprising.
Stop this while you still got time!!!
Drugs will not make better your stupid life.
Long hair will not give you force to live.
Tatooing your ass will not turn you into batman.
Alcohol is not the chemistry of happiness.
All these yars passed,
had showed us the same facts.
Drugs and booze are giving the sign
to the life of millions of young souls,
that are rotting their brains,
with cocaine entering up in their noses.
Alcohol in their guts, tatooing their arms,
the orgy goes night after night.
Acting like bastards to show their uprising.
Stop this while you still got time.
Put some kind of sence, in your empty souls.
Stop to waste your life with void.
I have shaved my hair and my hate, had increased.
This way of life will just destroy you!!! |
