Landscapes Made Of Human Skin

(*: Jorgen Sandstrom)

Euurgh!

There is no escape
this is your punishment *
I have been waiting
For your arrival *
Noone will save you now
they cannot save themselves *
this place awaits them to harbor their flesh forever *

As you suffer / become a part
of the landscapes made of human skin

Fields of conquered flesh
in which you will descend *
yearning for a release
That will never come *

As you suffer / become a part
of the landscape made of human skin

THRASH!

One thousand... ways to bleed
One thousand... ways to burn There is no escape
This is your punishment
I have been waiting for your arrival
No one will save you now
They cannot save themselves
This place awaits them to harbor their flesh forever
As you suffer
Become a part
Of the landscapes made of human skin
Fields of conquered flesh
In which you will descend
Yearning for a release that will never come
As you suffer
Become a part
Of the landscape made of human skin
One thousand... ways to bleed
One thousand... ways to burn