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Fleshgod Apocalypse
Fleshgod Apocalypse
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Francesco Paoli
Francesco Paoli
Songwriter
Francesco Ferrini
Francesco Ferrini
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Francesco Paoli
Francesco Paoli
Producer
Francesco Ferrini
Francesco Ferrini
Producer

Lyrics

Awake, alone, paralyzed The blood in my mouth tastes like defeat Wounded, swollen, bleeding I'm hanging on this wall like a crucifix Pieces of bones scattered everywhere I wrap my left arm around my neck I feel my legs no more While adrenaline is blasting my bursting heart Drop by drop All my blood Turns this granite to red Tick tock Like a clock Till my veins are emptied And the wind Plucks a harp While my soul disappears But I'm not dead yet I can see my life flashing before my eyes I can hear my wife yelling my name in vain While my son holds a shovel and is digging my grave But I'm not dead yet All I know is that I don't want to leave this earth today On this rope I must fight tooth and nail Hear these words that like a mantra I repeat to myself I'm not dead yet Not yet, the countdown has started for the bloodclock Broken is the hourglass, exsanguinating till the last drop I can see my life flashing before my eyes I can hear my wife yelling my name in vain While my son holds a shovel and is digging my grave But I'm not dead yet All I know is that I don't want to leave this earth today On this rope I must fight tooth and nail Hear these words that like a mantra I repeat to myself I'm not dead yet I can be cruel sometimes Let you touch the sky or make you fall Watch you, striving for peace of mind Hunting high and low till you're gone Future is so unpredictable Just hold on to your hopes I'm not dead yet Mark my words 'cause I'm not dead yet! And I'm not dying today I'm not dead yet! Fuck!
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