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Sandstorm

(2001)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresBrutal Death Metal
Album rating :  83.3 / 100
Votes :  3
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Sandstorm Lyrics

(6)
Submitted by level ― (2013-03-24)
1. Life Hijacker (3:28)
Life runs out...
"Can't stop these bullets"
Life runs out, I hijack the weak
put my guns close, so I make you scream
tell me this is not the end
a gun in your face, two bullets away

I will fool the world and make it twice
won't stop until I see the 'light"
- take your breath away -
I take the truth and set it free
Cross this path, enter my empire
hear the words:
I am your King

This not what you intended
your life to be, life will rip you anyway just wait and see
I'll hunt them down, force them, use them
you couldn't take the pressure
too weak and too dumb
This is not what you intended
your life to be, life will rip you anyway just wait and see
I'll hunt them down, force them, use them
goes down, I head for another one

My life was once built up on greed finding my pleasure my own glory
Once life became worthless
compared to my needs
and the whole world truned against me in just one day
just one day

My life was once built up on greed my pleasure was my own glory
and life became worthless, to some it still is...

Life runs out, I hijack the weak
put my guns close, so I make you scream
tell me this is not the end
a gun in your face, two bullets away

I will fool the world and make it twice
won't stop until I see the "light"
I take your breath away
a bullet, right into your bone, I deny your own existence
The life I rip, no loss for me, I deny your own existence
2. Sandstorm (4:01)
I wait for the storm
My people come, to lead us all away
I wait for the storm
My people come, to lead us all away
Reincarnate,
In generations they walked, with only one thing to proceed
Every 100th year, show us their face
to us and this mortal wound
Out of their tombs to seek,
collectors of flesh
not men, nor women but creatures this sea of sand turned 'em to

Fear them not
Fear them not
Fear them not

They hide deep into their "sea"
oceans of dried waves, sand flushes against me
To hide deep into this sea
and bury their dead in the hot sand

Your family's here, death made out of sand
Long for the days when pain was easy
Trapped and chained, within themselves
"Help us bring the storm, be one with us"

I wait for the storm
My people come, to lead us all away
I wait for the storm
My people come, to lead us all away

Fear them not
Fear them not
Fear them not
Fear them not...
3. .44 (3:24)
I can't swallow the hunger, I fear myself
My duty is to conquer, I'm wild but no beast
All the harmI've caused is a reflection of a man
Who's lost but reborn
Built up in me
Tension, desire
Now I'm back, I love to hunt
A maniac with a .44
To finally let it all go, pull off,
See it all just vanish...
It all just vanished, disappeared

Tied up, ripped up, I stick my gun down your throat

One last look at, thee, those who's now ready,
For the fall, those who once feared for their lives

No
I am not the beast
Oppression is my passion
I invite you to a reality beyond
No weak soul can ever destroy me
Based my entire world on humiliation
So, proceed into submission
An invitation to my reality

I can't swallow the hunger, I fear myself
My duty is to conquer, I'm wild but no beast
All the harmI've caused is a reflection of a man
Who's lost but reborn

I'm back to strike again, to hunt again
Wipe the regret out off my face, I'm here again
I see the eyes scream, faces that bleed, is this my blood?
The naked body, the ones I killed
Your never got buried

I hit and hit, my fist went deeper, deeper down

No beast is so wild that he cannot feel compassion
No beast is so wild that he cannot feel compassion
No beast I am, therefore no compassion I feel
4. Stripped Humanity (3:36)
Being this ripper of humaity
A shredder of blood with a dead conscience
I live each day like a new-born
Through my dead, lacerated victims
My time will also come, yet I carry on
With my blood, my hunger, my hate

A bringer of death, so I have come
Into this world
An angel, but without wings
A hunger for blood awake

I have come
You will die
Crush your face
Bring you down

Why do they come to me?
Why wouldn't I let them die?
They would beg me on their knees:
"Why wouldn't you let me die?"

I live to kill

What is your blood for if not for shredding?
Come to me I create your death
Your open sores drool
Deeply burned into your soul
I live to kill, my bond to the Dead

I was ripping your humanity
Each stroke of my blade running through
Your life full of pain and degradation

Why do you still wanna live?
Why do you still want to live?
5. Half My Blood (3:31)
(Time to) Meet you maker
Meet your maker
Something went wrong in my world above
As I speak, he enters, As I sleep, he dwells
What ever made me the chosen? Tell me why I am here
Against my will I put the skills to the test
Made htem face, made them meet their maker
Now you, you now owe me, never I go empty handed
I share the misery
And cause the end of someone's dreams
I brought them Death
Put me to sleep, that shit ain't a big deal
A goal, a point to accomplish this was and will forever be
my fate in life

Gun-Finger-Trigger-Shot, Pure blood transform me,
Stick-Cut-Flesh-Bone, I am unpure
Gun-Finger-Trigger-Shot, Pure blood transform me,
Stick-Cut-Flesh-Bone, I am unpure, I am unpure

What breathes inside this heart and soul,
The burning sarcasm is me in another form
X4

Half of my blood

Put me to sleep, that shit ain't a big deal
You, fatuous, feeble, wanna kill me now
Can't you see, this was my goal, my point, my fate in life
It's all a tragedy
The end for you still to come
Take a look from my point of view:
To see the suffering
To be able to touch it
Is more than just a fantasy
Hear the anger and smell the pain
Smell the pain
What breathes inside this heart and soul,
The burning sarcasm is me in another form
What breathes inside this heart and soul,
The burning sarcasm is me in another form

Tears, blood and piss, You're dying
Tears, blood and piss, You're dying

The final act of my disquisition
6. Blunted on Reality (3:05)
7. Assassins (9:53)
Assassinator
Watching, with eyes like a mother watching her child (Assassinator)
Every move, these modern-world-machines they see (Assassinator)
Like a rapist haunting, destroying a lifetime
I praise this world for turning killers into heroes

An own species for the world to see, an own species for the world to hate
Assassinator make us worth the sleep, thank god that they came for me
Kill and slaughter you can have my family, life is shit to them now too for me
What is it that drives you? The blood bath, having power over people? Or?
Questions of mine are many, take a look at me, what do you see? Defeat?
Time ir right turned out to be now
Your rules, your game, my loss...

Please wipe me out, blow my head, please wipe me out
Please wipe me out, blow my head, please wipe me out
Please wipe me out, blow my head, please wipe me out
Please wipe me out, blow my head, please wipe me out
8. Flowing Under Skin (bonus) (3:43)
9. F.O.T.C. (bonus) (3:49)
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