A Dish Best Served Cold

from Vol 5: 1999 / 2009 by Forgotten Tomb

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Sickness inside of me,
another night to dream your killing
Unpunished- Filled with self-esteem
My Goddess will be grateful

Naked bodies hacked to pieces
Sweet women' faces twisted and mutilated
Tied to a rope in the dark of these rooms
Force-fed with blood and cum

My vision of heaven is the vision of hell itself

A raving point of exit, the destruction of every dream and hope
Today's youth discomfort - Fuel for the Propaganda engine
I'll slaughter your future and rape your new-born children
You don't exist, you never existed

My art is made of gore and entrails
Paintings of cruelty to design your unexisting lives
Your breath is dying out frame after frame
This movie is no more blue
We painted blue with black and flesh with blood-red

You suffer your hell on Earth

To jerk-off as they cut you to pieces
To zoom on your agonizing desperate eyes
To stare at your now eternal looks of terror
Your lives never meant anything to me.

To look at your empty faces
dressing your own dead-skin masks
To think of your dreams I butchered at birth
No one is innocent

No one is innocent

Now I finally consumed
my dish best served cold
You fucking die, I become God.

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from Vol 5: 1999 / 2009, released August 16, 2010

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Forgotten Tomb Piacenza, Italy

Born in 1999 as a occult Black Metal band, FT became mainly popular for being among the true originators of the Depressive Black Metal subgenre (later stylized as DSBM) with its first 3 classic albums "Songs To Leave", "Springtime Depression" and "Love's Burial Ground". Later on the band explored increasingly wider territories, mixing their trademark sound with Rock, Sludge and Punk overtones. ... more

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