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Ibaraki
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ihsahn
Ihsahn
Composer
Matt Heafy
Matt Heafy
Composer
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Ihsahn
Ihsahn
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[Verse 1]
Fever has boiled inside the lecherous growth
Exposing the teeth from which a chasm will be bored
Pulling apart the flesh, with forcible scorn
Only through torment and pain can love be adorned
With this fang, I want to feast on misery
With this fang: drenched in discharge, tangled in vein
[Verse 2]
Sickness, take me by the hand
Nurture that which I can't understand
With this fang, obstruct the entryways: the gates
Sickness, take me by the hand
Nurture that which I can't understand
Feed me from your malformed chest
[Verse 3]
In full awareness, in consciousness of this process
Through no joy, or affection, or emotion will this be conducted
Not only the shell, but also the pearl must be broken
The soul awoken; through fear and hurt and depredation
With this fang; disgorge the part of me I hate
[Verse 4]
Sickness, take me by the hand
Nurture that which I can't understand
Feed me from your malformed chest
Still - I starve for something more
The desecration of something adored
Sickness, secrete and release the soul
Relinquishment
Cave in to control
[Verse 5]
Solo: Ihsahn
[Verse 6]
Sickness, take me by the hand
Nurture that which I can't understand
Feed me from your malformed chest
Still - I starve for something more
The desecration of something adored
Sickness, secrete and release the soul
Expelled from the void
[Verse 7]
It's not a wound or a death that's desired
Just a thirst for the ability to smolder a fire
How I regret, and repress, and regret
But this hunger consumes me and drowns me in its mire
[Verse 8]
Fever has boiled inside the lecherous growth
Exposing the teeth from which a chasm will be bored
Pulling apart the flesh, with forcible scorn
Only through torment and pain can love be adorned
Written by: Ihsahn, Matt Heafy

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