MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
six feet under - 18 days
Dead decayed now
In the cold ground
You can't hear me
And I'm screaming your name
Why have you gone?
Away from me
Away to the grave
Now it is empty
This soul of mine
I have been chosen to murder the living
I have been chosen to kill you slowly
It grips me
The sickness
That now dwells
The brutal hacking motion
Of my knife blade
Your young wife is now killed by my hand to entomb and unearth
In 18 days I will fuck the decayed
The strength of the open grave
The corpse calls my name
On my cock a pus filled cunt leaks my juice down her throat
You're dead decayed now
In the cold ground
Ripening
You're dead decayed now
In the cold ground
Wait for me
You're dead decayed now
In the cold ground
Ripening
You're dead decayed now
In the cold ground
Ripe for me
six feet under - 420
Sit back and hold your breath, just let nature take effect
A warm glow inside my bones
The touch of velvet rubbed against my soul
Thought of things youââ?¬â?¢ve always known
Thought of things youââ?¬â?¢ve always known
Break through and listen, to yourself
To your self
Let go perception - enter true reality
I can see through my third eyes...
Sit back and hold your breath, just let nature take effect
A warm glow inside my bones
The touch of velvet rubbed against my soul
Thought of things youââ?¬â?¢ve always known
Thought of things youââ?¬â?¢ve always known
Break through and listen, to yourself
To your self
Let go of perception - enter true reality
A sea of green will set us free
Dank
Expand my inner being
Through what the earth provides
I hear her voice calling
The hour has arrived...
Sit back and hold your breath, just let nature take effect
A warm glow inside my bones
The touch of velvet rubbed against my soul
Thought of things youââ?¬â?¢ve always known
Thought of things youââ?¬â?¢ve always known
Break through and listen, to yourself
To your self
Let go of perception - enter true reality
Itââ?¬â?¢s 4 :20
six feet under - a journey into darkness
I'm not the only one
Who's been
Thinking the way I've been
Things got to change
If they don't we'll all be dead
We've got to watch, and listen
To those things we aren't told
Our lives seem dictated
By those who
We don't know of
I'm telling you
There's a cold wind coming soon
Break free
We've got to
Break free
Or else your life is ruined
Break free from the one that binds you
Break free from the dark
Break free from the one that confines you
Break free from the dark
I'm not the only one
Who's been
Thinking teh way i've been
Things got to change
If they don't we'll all be dead
Break free.
six feet under - amerika the brutal
I'd rather died than to live in this fucked world
Mr. President I'm not here to do your dirty work
Alone, I think I'm fighting a losing battle
Worth dying not for oil
NO WAR Amerika the brutal
Listen it's a fucking joke and they make you believe it on the TV
That's how they deceive you-
I watch and I listen and I question their reasons
You know what, I don't fuckin believe em
NO WAR Amerika the brutal
When I want to know the future I look into the past
I think of my best friend and his stories of Vietnam
And now I got a cousin fighting in Iraq, and I want her coming back
I'm not afraid to speak my own mind
I don't use the first amendment to hide behind
I'm guaranteed that freedom, I'm born with that right
And for that I'm ready to fight
I'd rather die than to live in this fucked world
Fake president, I'm not here to do your dirty work
Alone I think I'm fighting this losing battle- worth dying?
NO WAR Amerika the brutal
six feet under - animal instinct
Survival
A vicious lust for blood
I'll kill `til I die
Terrifying death
Horrifying hell
Nauseating screams
Screams that go unheard
A vicious lust for blood
I'll kill `til I die
Terrifying death
Horrifying hell
Nauseating screams
Screams that go unheard
Suffocate my soul
I'll take away your life
Commanding me to live
I sentence you to die.
You can't stop me
I'll just kill again
You'll never stop me
I'll kill until I'm dead.
Survival
A vicious lust for blood
I'll kill `til I die
Terrifying death
Horrifying hell
Nauseating screams
Screams that go unheard
Suffocate my soul
I'll take away your life
Commanding me to live
I sentence you to die.
six feet under - as i die
Tortured - been bleeding so long, I'm hungry, for my death
To come now, waiting - hatred
Dreaming of life
False hope
Dying to live, waiting to die - alone in this world
Nausea - sickness, a lifeless living body barely alive
Just breathing, no feeling - none left, not for years
Alone now, waiting to die
Bastards
Don't let me die this way
Don't let me die
Suffer in this torture - too weak to take my life
Painful, no rest - a slow death, I can't sleep
Fear - anticipation - indulgence in my own thoughts
And pain - alone now, waiting to die
Bastards
Don't let me die this way
Don't let me die
Tortured - been bleeding so long I'm hungry, for my death
To come now, waiting - hatred
Dreaming of life
False hope
Dying to live, waiting to die - alone in this world
Nausea - sickness, a lifeless living body barely alive
Just breathing, no feeling - none left, not for years
Alone now, waiting to die
Bastards
Don't let me die this way
Don't let me die
six feet under - as the blade turns
As the blade turns blood gushes forth
another murder to bag and number
i'll kill forever
until i die
brutality
a way of life
As the blade turns
as the soul burns
as the blade turns within the wound
Another body beaten
cut and stabbed
ligature marks
discovered after you've died
coroner had a difficult time determining cause of death
another one left for the insects, snakes and rats
As the blade turns, the soul forgot
nine years of death, left to rot
scattered dead from state to state
i cut and slash as i attack
a cornered victim soon to be
broken bones, a punctured eye
into the morgue cold and dead
into the morgue
cold
and dead
As the blade turns
as the soul burns
as the blade turns within the wound
As the blade turns you scream in pain
torturing a piece of meat
take out my anger
take out my hate
psychotic rage flows through my veins
locked away
inside your skin
a body
cut to pieces
one more goes unsolved
as the blade turns within the wound
As the blade turns
as the soul burns
as the blade turns
within the wound
six feet under - back in black
Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long I'm glad to be back
Yes, I'm let loose
From the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I've been looking at the sky
'Cause it's gettin' me high
Forget the hearse 'cause I never die
I got nine lives
Cat's eyes
Abusin' every one of them and running wild
'Cause I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black
Back in the back
Of a Cadillac
Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack
'cause I'm in a bang
With a gang
They've got to catch me if they want me to hang
Cause I'm back on the track
And I'm beatin' the flack
Nobody's gonna get me on another rap
So look at me now
I'm just makin' my play
Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way
'Cause I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black
(Out of the sight)
six feet under - beneath a black sky
Look to the sky it's turning black
no sun shining light day turns into night
no moon above lost in the shadows
eclipsing the sun only darkness above
Beneath a black sky
All life will end infinite winter
eternal darkness thunder cracks the silence
emptiness above us only black
frozen stiff nothing remains
Beneath a black sky
Look to the sky it's turning black
no sun shining light day turns into night
emptiness above us only black
hollow horizon no sun rising
six feet under - blackout
[Scorpions]
I realize I missed a day
But I'm too wrecked to care anyway
I look around and and see this face
What the hell have I lost my taste
Don't want to find out
Just want to cut out
My head explodes, my ears ring
I can't remember just where I've been
The last thing that I recall
I got lost in a deep black hole
Don't want to find out
Just want to cut out
Blackout
I really had a Blackout
I grab my things and make a run
On my way out, another one
Would like to know before I stop
Did I make it or did I flop
Don't want to find out
Just want to get out
Blackout
I really had a Blackout
Don't want to find out
Just want to get out
Blackout
I really had a Blackout
six feet under - bled to death
Mortuary
filled with my dead
a temptation to kill again
before and after death
i drink your blood
the carnivore of human flesh
the cannibal within the darkness lives
i stalk and plan to kill them
one by one
cemetery
rotting bodies
a corpse i fucking pieces
begins decomposition
spiders crawl
out of your skull
dried bones of your body
are never found
my cold black eyes stare deep into your dead soul
a new victim i now crave to control
my lust for death i cannot fulfill
sliced the throat fom ear to ear
BLED TO DEATH
the carnivore of human flesh
the cannibal within the darkness live
i stalk and plan to kill them
one by one
six feet under - blind and gagged
Blind and gagged
Not gonna ask permission
Not gonna follow traditions- I am not your victim
So leave me the fuck alone- leave me the fuck alone
I die- you die- we die- we all fuckin die!
Death is in front of me but life is behind me
I die- you die- we die- alive
I die- you die- we die- we re all fuckin dead
It's not gonna break me
I'm not gonna break
I won't let it take me
It won't overtake
To after perception, is to after reality
I'd rather die than live in your fantasy- blind and gagged
Blind and gagged
Not gonna ask permission
Not gonna follow traditions- I am not your victim
So leave me the fuck alone- leave me the fuck alone
I die- you die- we die- alive
I die- you die- we die- we re already fuckin dead
six feet under - blood on my hands
Blood on my hands I feel free to kill you
Blood on my hands is the path
To your destruction
Blood on my hands I feel free to kill you
Blood on my hands is the path to Satan
Blood on my hands, deep inside you
My knife is stuck, I twist the blade
Blood on my hands, the only way
To sever this, to sever this
Breaking point, the final straw
A lonely death, the one without
The final breath
My callous mind is numb to pain
Blood on my hands that won't wash off
We have to die and suffer slow
Blood on my hands this homicide
Blood on my hands my suicide
Breaking point, the final straw
A lonely death, one without
The final breath
My callous mind is numb to pain
My soul is a bottomless pit of darkness
And hallow bones
Breaking point, the final straw
A lonely death, the one without
The final breath
My callous mind is numb to pain
Blood on my hands I feel free to kill you
Blood on my hands is the path
To our destruction
Blood on my hands I feel free to kill you
Blood on my hands is the path to Satan
six feet under - bonesaw
Bodies missing legs and arms
Head is crushed to a reddish pulp
Torso drained of blood and bile
Butchered rotted corpse defiled
Hand me the bonesaw
Time for dissection
Hand me the bonesaw
Begin the amputation
Dying slow and painfully
A gasping breath escapes from you
I rip the flesh and cut through bone
You are bleeding
Sawed your body parts away
Disgusting rotten stench surrounds
Gushing stumps are frayed and torn
Exposing cartilage and bone
Hand me the bonesaw
Time for dissection
Hand me the bonesaw
Begin the amputation
Dying slow and painfully
A gasping breath escapes from you
I rip the flesh and cut trough bone
Alive to watch your arms removed
Cutting - killing sawed to pieces
Jagged wounds in bodies naked
Scraping bone the marrow leaks
Mouth taped shut so you can't scream
Saw blade binding cranial
Separate, coagulate, ripped to shreds
Vivisect, operate
Hand me the bonesaw
Time for dissection
Hand me the bonesaw
Begin the amputation
six feet under - braindead
Crack my skull inside my head once alive now braindead
Stick a needle in my skin- I can't feel a fucking thing
I can't control the way I have lived through the horror the terror the murders
Tap the vein and let it flow, slow
Inside my heart, cold and hollow
I feel no remorse
My heart beats but I think I'm deceased
Braindead time to pull the plug
Braindead I feel no love
Braindead you've stopped breathin
Braindead I'm hunting humans this season
Cds six feet under á Venda