Godflesh Lyrics


through a smoke-filled haze, a child approaches a door and
enters a room created by the sonic bombardment of
apocalyptic proportions. he sees an old man with `napalm
death' inscribed on his chest in a reclining chair. as he
gets closer to the body, he observes four horsemen slowly
don a corroded crown of thorns around his head. he sulks in
his chair and reacts grimly as they peel back his flesh...
our flesh... god's flesh. out pours a demonic storm at a
catastrophic magnitude. cold, desolate rhythms, ripping
guitar and bass lines, More...


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