by admin — published on February 18th, 2008
Lyrics for the new song from Cannibal Corpse - Bent Backwards and Broken lyrics
Twisting limbs untill they break
Contortions wrenching pain
Joints are hyperextended
Opposite
Fibrous tendons snap
Bent
Backwards and broken
Hateful physical control
Opposite ways
Elbows bend and pop
Fingers cracking
Connective tissue torn
Unrelenting warping strain
Knees are shattered
Sinew ripped from bone
Ankles give way
Back is arching
Spinal pressure builds
Total collapse
Predacious entanglement, form is distorted
Grotesque rearrangement, body contorted
Splintering bones causing internal bleeding
Abundance of injuries, pain is exceeding
Every joint in the body is turned the wrong way
A debt to the nemesis forcibly paid
Arching the back
Vertebrae crack
Fracture the spine
Can’t realign
[Solo Jack Owen]
Torque on the neck
Structure is wrecked
Amorphous blob
An end to macabre
A torturous lesson in physical terms
The only way some people learn
Stretching the body in every direction
Forcing the joints unnatural flexion
[Solo Pat O’Brien]
Twisting limbs until they break
Contortions wrenching pain
Bent
Bent
Bent
Backwards and broken
by admin — published on February 18th, 2008
Lyrics for the new song from Cannibal Corpse - Slain lyrics
The outlander walked into town, coverd in gore
He knew he could not wait much longer, he needed more
Death
Pain
Terror
Blood…
On the high plain they lost their lives
Hundreds were slain
Why they died no one will know
Their bloodstains weill allways show for all time
Wasting no time he began defiling whores
He would be the last man they felt, a carnivore
Tear
Rape
Ravage
Maim
On the high plain they lost their lives
Hundreds were slain
Why they died no one knows
Their bloodstains will always show for all time
Firing, loaded rifle, never ending killing spree
Slashing with machette, body parts are the debris
There is no escape, he holds your fate as the death rate climbs to the fullest extent
One more town, slowly going down
This is the comming of endless torment
[Solo Jack Owen]
Unburied victims lie, blood soaking into the sand
Remains of the slain, a dead body wasteland
There is no escape, he holds your fate as the death rate climbs to the fullest extent
One man left, sherif bereft, faces the stranger with intent
[Solo Pat O’Brien]
On the high plain they lost their lives
Hundreds were slain
Why they died no one will know
Their bloodstains will always sho for all…
Time
Expired
Big iron
Both die
On the high plain they lost their lives
Hundreds were slain
Why they died no one will know
Their bloodstains will always sho for all…
Slain
