Interpret:

Cannibal Corpse

Album:

Vile

[Music: Webster] 
[Lyrics: Webster] 


I am lost and sickened 
Disoriented by this bleak environment 
How I came to be here escapes my memory 
This is a desert, deep scarlet grains 
Stretch the horizon and the sickly brown sky 
Gale force winds pepper my face 
The sand tastes foul, 
the sand tastes like blood 


Savagely cruel, barren expanse, the atmosphere, 
a caustic fog 
Every breath reminds me of pain 
Dust of dried blood filling my lungs 
On the horizon I see a chasm, a distant pulse 
begins to beat 


[Lead - Owen] 


Suddenly a flash, specter of the past 
Vision of mass murder, torrents of blood 


The vision quickly ends, 
the wasteland still beckons 
Plodding toward the chasm 
I hear rushing liquid 


My mind cannot conceive, 
the massacre I behold 
An infinite river of cadavers, 
buoyant in their own blood 
Vertigo engulfs my brain as 
my body fails and drops 


[Lead - Barrett] 


A million corpses staring 
Straining to survive, 
limbs flailing in the blood 
Grapple with headless bodies 
Hands of the dead are pulling me downward 
Drowning in this river 
Intestines are alive, like tentacles they choke 
Situation hopeless 
I submit to the fury of the river 


Paralyzed with terror 
Thousands of their thoughts 
are entering my mind 
Conscious on their level 
Every tortured death is experienced at once 
Drowning in their anguish 
Ordeal of their deaths now saturates my brain 
Vengeful corpses shrieking 
Genocide, genocide, genocide, genocide