Log In
Register

Corpse Fortress Full Album Lyrics

Ilsa - Corpse Fortress cover art
Band
Album

Corpse Fortress

(2018)
TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
GenresSludge Metal, Doom Metal
Album rating :  –
Votes :  0
Lyrics > I > Ilsa Lyrics (21) > Corpse Fortress Lyrics (9)
Submitted by level 21 Eagles (2018-02-22)
1. Hikikomori (6:15)
Spend my life
In low lit rooms
Nursing sour beer

Lean on wet travertine
Take another sip
I’ll tell you the gist

I’m a hermit in the city
Heavy Metal Hikikomori
Soaked in sludge
Hair down to my knees

Can’t remember
What was I thinking
A past that’s mystery
Lost in works routine

Crushed pride
Depersonalized
Egodystonic misery

Not somebody,
A body
Ripped seams
Stiches sagging

Ill lay it on you
Loose my tongue
To noose my neck

Nothing gets easier
Than giving up
The beat goes on
Harder through the years

So always watch
When others look away
Scrutinize each hand
Cause they’re all dealt
From the bottom of the deck

You can’t win any way
Should you refuse to play

You lose
Eliminated

I’m a hermit in the city
Heavy Metal Hikikomori
2. Nasty, Brutish (4:51)
Nasty​ ​brutish
Far​ ​too​ ​long
One​ ​day​ ​closer​ ​to​ ​the​ ​end

Nasty​ ​brutish
Far​ ​too​ ​long
How​ ​fortunate​ ​for​ ​us​ ​all

Long​ ​may​ ​they​ ​sneer
Never​ ​give​ ​them​ ​satisfaction
Long​ ​may​ ​they​ ​leer
Let’s​ ​be​ ​who​ ​we​ ​are
And​ ​crush​ ​this​ ​fucking​ ​world

Acid​ ​burning
Iron​ ​breath
Acrid​ ​yearning
Taste​ ​of​ ​death

No​ ​funeral
Empty​ ​your​ ​pockets
Reach​ ​for​ ​the​ ​sky

No​ ​funeral
Say​ ​your​ ​prayers
Prepare​ ​to​ ​die

Nasty​ ​brutish
Far​ ​too​ ​long
One​ ​day​ ​closer​ ​to​ ​the​ ​end

Nasty​ ​brutish
For​ ​too​ ​long
How​ ​fortunate​ ​for​ ​us​ ​all

So​ ​long​ ​may​ ​they​ ​sneer
Never​ ​give​ ​them​ ​satisfaction
Long​ ​may​ ​they​ ​leer
Let’s​ ​be​ ​who​ ​we​ ​are
And​ ​crush​ ​this​ ​fucking​ ​world

Acid​ ​burning
Iron​ ​breath
Acrid​ ​yearning
Taste​ ​of​ ​death

No​ ​funeral
Empty​ ​your​ ​pockets
Reach​ ​for​ ​the​ ​sky
No​ ​funeral
Say​ ​your​ ​prayers
Prepare​ ​to​ ​die
3. Cosmos Antinomos (4:43)
Bear​ ​me​ ​on​ ​broad​ ​back,
Chiron,
Sprint​ ​across​ ​skies
Buzz​ ​alongside

Ah-Muzen​ ​Cab
Xunan​ ​Cab
Yum​ ​Chimil

Feed​ ​me
For​ ​I​ ​must​ ​eat
Not​ ​born​ ​of​ ​sun​ ​and​ ​cloud

Feed​ ​me
Innards​ ​of​ ​lions
Wild​ ​swine
The​ ​marrow​ ​of​ ​she-wolves​ ​bones

Ah-Muzen​ ​Cab
Xunan​ ​Cab
Yum​ ​Chimil

Teach​ ​me
Mastery
Beast​ ​I​ ​am
Easy​ ​prey
To​ ​petty​ ​reactions
Angry​ ​recourse

Cross​ ​deserts​ ​of​ ​ice
Aten​ ​and​ ​Apophis​ ​shining
At​ ​all​ ​points
Of​ ​inaccessibility

We'll​ ​burrow​ ​deep
Down​ ​age-old​ ​snow
To​ ​write​ ​our​ ​names
In​ ​the​ ​golden​ ​book

Show​ ​me​ ​your
circles​ ​of​ ​violence
That​ ​I​ ​may​ ​stand
still​ ​and​ ​unmoving
As​ ​arrows​ ​jet
In​ ​all​ ​directions

Ah-Muzen​ ​Cab
Xunan​ ​Cab
Yum​ ​Chimil
Chiron
Fly​ ​with​ ​me​ ​my​ ​friends
4. Prosector (3:31)
Stuck​ ​in​ ​the​ ​Land
Of​ ​the​ ​blind
And​ ​the​ ​one-eyed​ ​king

Mobs​ ​amass
Together​ ​to​ ​serve
The​ ​will​ ​of​ ​another

Willful​ ​ignorance​ ​
Baleful​ ​boredom's
Alchemical​ ​bliss

We​ ​bestow
Immunity
To​ ​kill​ ​with
Impunity

Justice​ ​delayed
Justice​ ​denied
Systematic
Suicide

Man​ ​is​ ​a​ ​master
Of​ ​deception

Duplicitous
Parsimonious
Turnspit​ ​hound

Ever-consummate
Capitalist
Ever-compassionate
Christian

So​ ​slow​ ​to​ ​forgive
Yet​ ​quick​ ​to​ ​forget
The​ ​sins​ ​of​ ​thine​ ​own

Swearing​ ​paupers’​ ​oaths
Each​ ​night​ ​before
Your​ ​trundle​ ​beds

Blood,​ ​bud​ ​and​ ​crud

Nothing​ ​gets​ ​done
Without​ ​sacrifice

Couldn't​ ​beat​ ​them
Now​ ​it’s​ ​too​ ​late
Too​ ​late​ ​join

Stuck​ ​in​ ​the​ ​land
Of​ ​the​ ​blind
And​ ​the​ ​one-eyed​ ​king
5. Old Maid (4:49)
They​ ​called​ ​her​ ​evil
Hung​ ​her​ ​from​ ​a​ ​tree
Mistook​ ​her​ ​medicine
For​ ​wicked​ ​sorcery

Wiley​ ​old​ ​woman
With​ ​no​ ​family​ ​of​ ​her​ ​own
To​ ​Hell​ ​with​ ​Christians
May​ ​they​ ​reap​ ​what​ ​they​ ​have​ ​sown

For​ ​weeks​ ​her​ ​captors​ ​held​ ​her
In​ ​a​ ​dungeon​ ​dark​ ​and​ ​damp
Her​ ​body​ ​broken
Thumbs​ ​pulverized​ ​by​ ​clamps

Yet​ ​her​ ​mind​ ​was​ ​strong
For​ ​no​ ​wrong​ ​had​ ​she​ ​done
She​ ​feared​ ​not​ ​life​ ​or​ ​death
Her​ ​purpose​ ​became​ ​one:

Reject​ ​the​ ​teachings​ ​of​ ​a​ ​greedy​ ​perverse​ ​church
Spreading​ ​subordinance​ ​and​ ​lies​ ​of​ ​virgin​ ​birth
She'd​ ​taught​ ​the​ ​secrets​ ​of​ ​the​ ​forests,​ ​seas​ ​and​ ​skies
The​ ​cycles​ ​of​ ​the​ ​moon
And​ ​all​ ​the​ ​earth​ ​provides

Captured​ ​when​ ​her​ ​heathen​ ​home​ ​was​ ​raided
Turned​ ​in​ ​by​ ​the​ ​villagers​ ​she'd​ ​aided
And​ ​when​ ​they​ ​took​ ​her
To​ ​the​ ​oak​ ​tree​ ​where​ ​she'd​ ​hang
She​ ​raised​ ​her​ ​bloodied​ ​head
In​ ​crystal​ ​voice​ ​she​ ​sang,

"Dīs​ ​Pater,​ ​Spirits​ ​of​ ​the​ ​dead,
I​ ​fear​ ​not​ ​what​ ​awaits
For​ ​just’s​ ​the​ ​life​ ​I’ve​ ​lead
May​ ​your​ ​guilt
Live​ ​deep​ ​within​ ​your​ ​blood
May​ ​stress​ ​and​ ​cancers​ ​blossom
As​ ​a​ ​flower​ ​buds!"

Now​ ​we​ ​wonder​ ​where​ ​the​ ​worlds​ ​magic​ ​has​ ​gone
We​ ​search​ ​the​ ​continents​ ​for​ ​some​ ​truth​ ​to​ ​hang​ ​on
But​ ​I​ ​know​ ​we've​ ​lost​ ​much​ ​knowledge​ ​once​ ​possessed
Burned,​ ​broken,​ ​hung,
By​ ​Christ​ ​our​ ​Lord​ ​suppressed
Burned,​ ​broken,​ ​hung
Let​ ​Jesus'​ ​will​ ​be​ ​done
6. Long Lost Friend (5:05)
SATAN,
ORO​ ​TE,

SATAN,
PRO​ ​ARTE
A​ ​TE​ ​SPERO

SATAN,
TER​ ​ORO​ ​TE,
OPERA​ ​PRAESTRO

SATAN,
TER​ ​ORO​ ​TE,
REPARTO​ ​OPES

SATOR
AREPO
TENET
OPERA
ROTAS

PATER​ ​SATAN,
ORO​ ​TE

NOSTER​ ​SATAN,
ORO​ ​TE
7. Rückenfigur (5:30)
Past​ ​forests​ ​of​ ​rotting​ ​men
And​ ​the​ ​Hall​ ​of​ ​Fire
From​ ​the​ ​seaside
To​ ​these​ ​mountains​ ​high

Life​ ​flows
Colossal
Pits,​ ​peaks
Craggy​ ​eaves

Of​ ​ancient​ ​age
Or​ ​violent​ ​change

Wind​ ​whips
Black​ ​coattails​ ​cleaved
Back​ ​turned
In​ ​human​ ​rebellion

Rückenfigur
Frozen​ ​silhouette
Rückenfigur
Scars​ ​the​ ​aspect
Rückenfigur
Survey​ ​the​ ​lands
Rückenfigur
Wild​ ​and​ ​unplanned

Wind​ ​whips
Visage​ ​obscured
Powerfully​ ​posed
Inhuman​ ​rebellion

The​ ​darkness​ ​of​ ​thought
Allows​ ​little​ ​light

Better​ ​to​ ​hold
Fast​ ​to​ ​the​ ​void

Immeasurable​ ​distance
Dizzying​ ​depths
Time's​ ​beautiful​ ​labors
Unconquered
Defiance

There​ ​is​ ​poverty
In​ ​personal​ ​perspectives
False​ ​reality's
Traps​ ​allude

Willful​ ​ignorance
Painful​ ​indifference
Pedantic​ ​inquiries
Studious​ ​scrutiny

Neither​ ​beauty
Nor​ ​power
Need​ ​false​ ​ideals

The​ ​darkness​ ​of​ ​thought
Allows​ ​little​ ​light

Better​ ​to​ ​hold
Fast​ ​to​ ​the​ ​void

Better​ ​to​ ​hold​ ​on
Fast​ ​to​ ​the​ ​void

Life​ ​flows
Cyclical
Cliffs,​ ​pits,
Craggy​ ​eaves
Of​ ​ancient​ ​age
And​ ​violent​ ​change

Rückenfigur
Frozen​ ​silhouette
Rückenfigur
Scars​ ​the​ ​aspect
Rückenfigur
Boldly​ ​stands
Rückenfigur
Surveys​ ​the​ ​lands
8. Polly Vaughn (5:57)
Come​ ​all​ ​you​ ​young​ ​fellows
That​ ​carry​ ​a​ ​gun
I’ll​ ​have​ ​you​ ​come​ ​home
By​ ​the​ ​light​ ​of​ ​the​ ​sun

For​ ​Jimmy​ ​was​ ​hunting
And​ ​hunting​ ​alone
When​ ​he​ ​shot​ ​his​ ​true​ ​love
In​ ​the​ ​room​ ​of​ ​a​ ​swan

Polly​ ​went​ ​out​ ​in​ ​a​ ​shower​ ​of​ ​hail
She​ ​crept​ ​to​ ​the​ ​bushes
Herself​ ​to​ ​conceal
With​ ​her​ ​apron​ ​pulled​ ​o'er​ ​her
He​ ​took​ ​her​ ​for​ ​a​ ​swan
He​ ​aimed,​ ​he​ ​fired,
And​ ​killed​ ​his​ ​Polly​ ​Vaughn

Then​ ​home​ ​rushed​ ​young​ ​Jimmy,
His​ ​dog,​ ​and​ ​his​ ​gun
Crying,​ ​"Uncle,​ ​dear​ ​Uncle,
Oh,​ ​what​ ​have​ ​I​ ​done?
Oh,​ ​cursed​ ​be​ ​the​ ​gunsmith
That​ ​made​ ​my​ ​old​ ​gun
For​ ​I​ ​shot​ ​my​ ​true​ ​love,
In​ ​the​ ​room​ ​of​ ​a​ ​swan!"

Then​ ​out​ ​rushed​ ​bold​ ​uncle
His​ ​locks​ ​hanging​ ​grey
Crying,​ ​"Jimmy​ ​dear​ ​Jimmy,
Don't​ ​you​ ​run​ ​away,
Don't​ ​leave​ ​the​ ​county
Till​ ​your​ ​trials​ ​come​ ​on,
For​ ​they​ ​never​ ​would​ ​hang​ ​you,
For​ ​shooting​ ​a​ ​swan."

The​ ​funeral​ ​of​ ​Polly,​ ​it​ ​was​ ​a​ ​brave​ ​sight
Four​ ​and​ ​twenty​ ​young​ ​men
All​ ​dressed​ ​in​ ​white
They​ ​brought​ ​her​ ​to​ ​the​ ​graveyard
Laid​ ​her​ ​in​ ​the​ ​grave
All​ ​said,​ ​"Goodbye​ ​Polly!"
And​ ​went​ ​weeping​ ​away.

In​ ​six​ ​weeks​ ​time
The​ ​trial​ ​was​ ​on
And​ ​Polly​ ​appeared
In​ ​the​ ​room​ ​of​ ​a​ ​swan
Crying,​ ​"Judge,​ ​oh​ ​Jury,
Let​ ​Jimmy​ ​go​ ​clear
For​ ​he​ ​never​ ​should​ ​hang
For​ ​shooting​ ​his​ ​dear!
My​ ​apron​ ​was​ ​bound​ ​around​ ​me
And​ ​he​ ​took​ ​me​ ​for​ ​a​ ​swan,
And​ ​my​ ​poor​ ​heart​ ​lay​ ​a'bleeding
All​ ​on​ ​the​ ​wet,​ ​green​ ​ground
9. Drums of Dark Gods (7:01)
The​ ​darkening​ ​sky
Long​ ​forgotten
A​ ​final​ ​memory
Of​ ​the​ ​light

Surface​ ​of​ ​Neptune
Forest​ ​of​ ​black
These​ ​depths​ ​of​ ​the​ ​sea

Soul​ ​shredding
Serration​ ​of​ ​solitude

In​ ​the​ ​jaws​ ​of​ ​Leviathan

Rhythms​ ​thunder
through​ ​eternal​ ​silence

Ensnared​ ​in​ ​thorns
Entombed​ ​in​ ​stone
Ensnared
Entombed

From​ ​the​ ​jaws
Of​ ​Leviathan
The​ ​drums​ ​of​ ​Dark​ ​Gods
The​ ​drums​ ​of​ ​Dark​ ​Gods

Beneath​ ​waves
of​ ​indignation
Electric​ ​pulsing
Currents​ ​buzz

Imminent​ ​burning
Paralysis
On​ ​fire

The​ ​dread
The​ ​pulling
The​ ​push

Rhythms​ ​thunder
through​ ​eternal​ ​silence
Soul​ ​shredding
Serration​ ​of​ ​solitude

Terror​ ​unending
Torture​ ​unrelenting
The​ ​apocalypse
Alone
Info / Statistics
Artists : 34,238
Reviews : 7,825
Albums : 121,885
Lyrics : 149,338