Submerged In Boiling Flesh Lyrics
| Song | Submerged In Boiling Flesh |
| Artist | Cannibal Corpse |
| Album | Kill |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : mazurkiewicz | |
| <Dangling above a vat of putrid muck | |
| A rancid stench of foul decay never encountered before | |
| Screaming in horror for I now remember my fate | |
| I will be submerged in boiling flesh | |
| This cauldron will soon take my life | |
| Upside down my mind is warping | |
| Cannot break free | |
| From the shackles | |
| Bloodied chains cut circulation | |
| Losing reason | |
| Gag and vomit | |
| Blisters are forming all over my body now | |
| Oozing with pus as they start to explode, fervent finality | |
| The fumes and the vapors have perforated my lungs | |
| Writhing and twitching from maddening pain | |
| Why must I die like this? | |
| Insanity not far away | |
| Mental breakdown | |
| Scathing havoc | |
| Pray for death to come and get me | |
| Inner anguish | |
| Begins | |
| Fear | |
| Received Relentless | |
| Malignancy | |
| Near the end is what I'm sensing | |
| Must accept it | |
| Can't accept it | |
| Last attempt to stop this nightmare | |
| Cannot be done | |
| I will be dead | |
| Gone | |
| Berserk | |
| While waiting | |
| My life will boil | |
| To struggle is useless | |
| (Solo: Rob Barrett) | |
| Plunge | |
| Fatal | |
| Paradise | |
| Of the obscene | |
| (Solo: Pat O'Brien) | |
| Enter the tank | |
| It doesn't take long | |
| Epidermis dissolved | |
| All that's let are my bones | |
| It's a matter of seconds when defleshed in flesh | |
| My body now part of sick mire | |
| This chamber of liquefied humans that I have amassed is completed because I was | |
| The last in line> |
| zuo ci : mazurkiewicz | |
| Dangling above a vat of putrid muck | |
| A rancid stench of foul decay never encountered before | |
| Screaming in horror for I now remember my fate | |
| I will be submerged in boiling flesh | |
| This cauldron will soon take my life | |
| Upside down my mind is warping | |
| Cannot break free | |
| From the shackles | |
| Bloodied chains cut circulation | |
| Losing reason | |
| Gag and vomit | |
| Blisters are forming all over my body now | |
| Oozing with pus as they start to explode, fervent finality | |
| The fumes and the vapors have perforated my lungs | |
| Writhing and twitching from maddening pain | |
| Why must I die like this? | |
| Insanity not far away | |
| Mental breakdown | |
| Scathing havoc | |
| Pray for death to come and get me | |
| Inner anguish | |
| Begins | |
| Fear | |
| Received Relentless | |
| Malignancy | |
| Near the end is what I' m sensing | |
| Must accept it | |
| Can' t accept it | |
| Last attempt to stop this nightmare | |
| Cannot be done | |
| I will be dead | |
| Gone | |
| Berserk | |
| While waiting | |
| My life will boil | |
| To struggle is useless | |
| Solo: Rob Barrett | |
| Plunge | |
| Fatal | |
| Paradise | |
| Of the obscene | |
| Solo: Pat O' Brien | |
| Enter the tank | |
| It doesn' t take long | |
| Epidermis dissolved | |
| All that' s let are my bones | |
| It' s a matter of seconds when defleshed in flesh | |
| My body now part of sick mire | |
| This chamber of liquefied humans that I have amassed is completed because I was | |
| The last in line |
| zuò cí : mazurkiewicz | |
| Dangling above a vat of putrid muck | |
| A rancid stench of foul decay never encountered before | |
| Screaming in horror for I now remember my fate | |
| I will be submerged in boiling flesh | |
| This cauldron will soon take my life | |
| Upside down my mind is warping | |
| Cannot break free | |
| From the shackles | |
| Bloodied chains cut circulation | |
| Losing reason | |
| Gag and vomit | |
| Blisters are forming all over my body now | |
| Oozing with pus as they start to explode, fervent finality | |
| The fumes and the vapors have perforated my lungs | |
| Writhing and twitching from maddening pain | |
| Why must I die like this? | |
| Insanity not far away | |
| Mental breakdown | |
| Scathing havoc | |
| Pray for death to come and get me | |
| Inner anguish | |
| Begins | |
| Fear | |
| Received Relentless | |
| Malignancy | |
| Near the end is what I' m sensing | |
| Must accept it | |
| Can' t accept it | |
| Last attempt to stop this nightmare | |
| Cannot be done | |
| I will be dead | |
| Gone | |
| Berserk | |
| While waiting | |
| My life will boil | |
| To struggle is useless | |
| Solo: Rob Barrett | |
| Plunge | |
| Fatal | |
| Paradise | |
| Of the obscene | |
| Solo: Pat O' Brien | |
| Enter the tank | |
| It doesn' t take long | |
| Epidermis dissolved | |
| All that' s let are my bones | |
| It' s a matter of seconds when defleshed in flesh | |
| My body now part of sick mire | |
| This chamber of liquefied humans that I have amassed is completed because I was | |
| The last in line |
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