Swollen Members

Swollen Members - Funeral March lyrics

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<i>[Verse 1]</i>

Focus of an orchestra, dozen black roses

Energy of rock group, symphony's explosive

Half the appetite, that's the sacrifice

That's the path of light, laugh to afterlife

Earthly primitive disturbing images

Center of attention, feel my inner-tension

Conquest original, intent to purify spirit

Regiment descend with a vengeance

My brothers shed blood with me

You hate on what I'd love to be

It goes paralyzed force, I fly through my verse

I fly high in a parallel universe

Strange fascinations living in a world

Where children are just spit on become greatness

I'm antisocial, misplaced aggression

I'm not your trophy, love breeds obsession

<i>[Chorus]</i>

Yesterday does not exist

Tomorrow is made

Today is all there is

<i>[Verse 2]</i>

Lust for advancement, personal development

Mentally elevate psychedelic elements

Isolated Mad Child talk torture

Zolac to Zoltar, dirtbikes and go-karts

Dark town iron-jawed angel

Danger's no foreigner, I enjoy strangers

Aqua, blue, turquoise-ingrained scenery

Fascinated landscape, my mind's machinery

<i>[Verse 3]</i>

The danger's imminent, the razor blades are intricately

Placed inside our mouths, we spit them out at the belligerent

A blessed array, decrepit decayed, in every display,

Be selective of the records you play

In the black marble banquet hall back when I can't recall

Show down house of blue leaves, blood and snowfall

We're indestructible impossible odds

Competition stops breathing? I'm a possible cause

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Verse 4]</i>

The illusion is lifted, the mist of this life with shifted dimensions for the demented souls

Who hold pistols in suspense of the last days suspended

Animation of the free will revealed as a test but not yet

Not until the last footsteps leave the green grass

After the coffin is tossed in a soft pit of six feet of spirit form

You watch it feeling awful and nauseous

The angel of death just stomped you as you crossed through the universal sauce

Your agnostic belief cost you your afterlife

Punishment of the grave as you approached by two blue-eyed angels

No halos and dark faces expressionless

Three questions, no less than this

No guessing, only a rebel of God wanted the session in which case he will see his place in hellfire

<i>[Chorus]</i>

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