can yücel şiiridir.
körmen koyunda
-alium victoialis-
kavuşmak üzereydi akşam,
güneş birdirbir oynamıştı
sırtımda bütün gün,
koştum laci dalgalara
mayomu da çıkartıp attım
sırtüstü uzandım derin sulara,
-jack london-
içim geçmiş uyumuşum,
denizin parçasıyım gayrı
-polanskinin sudaki hançeri gibi
ölümün parçasıyım.
postmortem
(bkz: reign in blood) albumunde bulunan bir slayer parcasidir.
sozleri ise
funeral held for the depression of man
holds the key to his own death
entering a tomb of a corpse yet conceived
tighten the tourniquet around your neck
sifting away the debris of hated life
cold touch of death begins to chill your spine
seeking life beyond your perishment
repeating words echoing through your mind
chanting lines of blind witchery
to save yourself from extinction
wanting to die is your reason to live
new life born from the oppressed
taste your blood
as it trickles through the air
another casualty beyond the shadows you fall
losing ground
the fate you feel it draws near
fatality, reality
await the final call
my sinful glare at nothing holds thoughts of death behind it
skeletons in my mind
commence tearing at my sanity
vessels in my brain carry death
until my birth come and die with me
forever share insanity
do you want to die
the waves of blood are rushing near
pounding at the walls of lies
turning off my sanity
reaching back into my mind
non rising body from the grave
showing new reality
what i am
what i want
i’m only after death
sozleri ise
funeral held for the depression of man
holds the key to his own death
entering a tomb of a corpse yet conceived
tighten the tourniquet around your neck
sifting away the debris of hated life
cold touch of death begins to chill your spine
seeking life beyond your perishment
repeating words echoing through your mind
chanting lines of blind witchery
to save yourself from extinction
wanting to die is your reason to live
new life born from the oppressed
taste your blood
as it trickles through the air
another casualty beyond the shadows you fall
losing ground
the fate you feel it draws near
fatality, reality
await the final call
my sinful glare at nothing holds thoughts of death behind it
skeletons in my mind
commence tearing at my sanity
vessels in my brain carry death
until my birth come and die with me
forever share insanity
do you want to die
the waves of blood are rushing near
pounding at the walls of lies
turning off my sanity
reaching back into my mind
non rising body from the grave
showing new reality
what i am
what i want
i’m only after death
(bkz: naturmort)
latince
post= sonra
mort= olum
olumden sonra.
post= sonra
mort= olum
olumden sonra.
olum sonrasi.
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