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Fanaticism1A dreadful shiver Is snatching me down Pushing me up And waving around I´m doomed to blood and hell There´ll be someone On who I dwell Mordant pretence I had to bear Leave you alone Is what I fear Maturity is killing the worst It´s dying And this is for you Refrain Fanatic calf no time to die Insanity will take its time Your eyes speak wisdom Love and pain Your meat a pleasure But it´s a shame 2 The heath was my peace Juicy grass was my friend They kicked me down They fed me corpses Corruption of mind and brain A maniac is me A maniac is you Fuckin doom Approaching slowly The abattoir is my inescapable friend Lameness and wounds Are making me numb Insomnia and Demons on their hunt Interlude This awful pain is fucking my brain This fucking pain it makes me insane 3 Your flesh like Holy bread and wine These feats are melting me down And life so empty without The taste of This bitter sweet Divine Naturalness has come To replace Surface and space A holy spot Of purest sanity Will give a damn On the sense oft the crowd |