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Legion Of The Damned lyrics : "Obsessed By The Grave"

I am obsessed by the grave
Born in the shadow of death
Blessed with a vampire rage

My touch is Azrael's breath

Roaming through the night, in the gothic grave yards

Digging up the coffins and opening the tombs
Haunting in the dark, these places many years
Craving morbid thrills, to be satisfied soon

Looking for a corpse, to maim and desecrate
Opening the lid and catch the smell of death
Necrosadistic lust, is about to manifest

I want to maim the corpse, with my steel artifact

I am obsessed by the grave

Born in the shadow of death
Blessed with a vampire rage
My touch is Azrael's breath


Cut the strip of flesh, from the pale corpse
In the bloody morgue, before it's being buried

Feeding on the dead, flesh, blood and ashes
Consuming the deceased, necrophagious feast
Preying on humans misanthropic urge

Homicidal maniac, on a random killing spree
Assault them in the house, shoot them in the head
Crush the $#&@ing skull, I want to see them bleed


Welcome to my temple of death
Worship my skelethal shrine

With bones of the dead decorated
To death and the evil I am dedicated


Sigils of Satan inscribe my body
Confirm my allegiance with him
I made a pact and ritualized

Evoked the demons in sinister rites

Torture animals to express my malice

Thoughman is a more worthy prey
I show contempt for your weak kind
Hatred is, my only way


No regret of the mayhem I've spread
The murderous snake is uncoiled

Misanthropic thoughts rule my mind
I am heir to the ancient bloodline


Power and submission make up my world
Ghoulishness, I celebrate
Torture, bloodlust, without-end

I crave the stench of decay

I obtained blessings from the other side

Done the deeds of which many dreamt
I have seen the belly of the beast
But now the vampire roams again


I am obsessed by the grave
Born in the shadow of death

Blessed with a vampire rage
My touch is Azrael's breath


Roaming through the night, in the gothic grave yards
Digging up the coffins and opening the tombs
Haunting in the dark, these places many years

Craving morbid thrills, to be satisfied soon
Looking for a corpse, to maim and desecrate
Opening the lid and catch the smell of death

Necrosadistic lust, is about to manifest
I want to maim the corpse, with my steel artifact

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