Beyond the Decay of Time and Flies - Mütiilation

You’re all worms and mud, just a question of time

Idealizing the past, old memory seems so beautiful

But the decayed flowers have lost their colors for ever

And what is dead will never be again

I’d like to collect those cute dead bodies and give’m a new life through death

Where they’d stay pure and silent

But dead fruits rot so fast, I hate those worms, I hate those flies

The ugliness which drown the past

What death gives me, it’s rapidly passes away

I spit on your cemetery which even took your femininity

As soon as the eyes are gone the human identity fades

Formaldehyde infections to delay the inescapable doom

Destroying the natural way of life, I bring back the lovely corpse

And fight against the sand of time

Fascination and disgust are twins in the same hell

Why should it end so fast?

Tonight, beyond the gates of death, I’ll break the oblivion process

No god won’t make me forget you, my dead angel

Your cadaver enshroud recalls me your wedding dress

Your body cold like ice opens for my damnation

I’d like our dead love to last forever

Sometimes I ever hear as if she spoke to me

And one day I’ll fuck the earth itself, that sweet stench of humid And moist

Which so often stole my lust… desire to possess you whore

'cause death put the strike but you erase the so pure remains

Covering my naked body with black and greasy mud, broken nails on stones

I’d like our dead love to last forever

Sometimes I even hear as if she spoke to me

Raping the soil, the betrayer of time

I fill mother earth with tears, blood and sperm

And you puke me as an aborted corpse

To avoid I reach the forbidden paradises