Entombed (73,22 %)
Wolverine Blues (85,74 %)
In collection
Released: 1993-10-04
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
2
Year (1993):
4
Decade (1990's):
28
Overall:
158
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1.
Eyemaster
 03:20
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2.
Rotten Soil
03:25
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3.
Wolverine Blues
 02:13
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4.
Demon
03:18
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5.
Contempt
 04:31
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6.
Full of Hell
03:21
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7.
Blood Song
 03:23
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8.
Hollowman
04:25
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9.
Heavens Die
04:14
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10.
Out of Hand
03:16
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Album length:
35:26
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Lyrics |
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1.
Eyemaster
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I don't live to rise again To reborn and never end Once I'm on the other side I'll see if it was the end of my ride I don't live to transform Present into past Or fall into a lifeless pattern Going nowhere fast Master I will always be Of all that is of me But I can't ever touch What is of thee I question things to see If they are what they're said to be I ask the why and wherefore I reap the fruits of time but I let it take it's course But where no-one can answer me Where nobody'll ever know That is where my path begins That is where I go Human flesh - human blood But in your words I'm nothing but god A master eye is the eye Able to behold And part truth from lie In what it's been told |
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2.
Rotten Soil
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Come down for a minute Touch the grass on the other side Meet the devil who is your host Strike down what you believe in Get it done with a gun When I'm in hell you can talk to my ghost Reach out for what is nothing The grass is red just for a while Reason burns behind the wall It will pass in a minute Eggs will hatch inside your head Your little feeble body soon will crawl "Wake up, you little shit, you've got company!" Can you feel it itch Can you feel it so divine When blood is pissing down your spine There's no turning back Your infected blood will boil Cuz you walked on rotten soil It's hard to take a stand but It's harder to take a fall Open the lid of your own casket "Wake up, you little shit, you've got company!" Can you feel it itch Can you feel it so divine When blood is pissing down your spine |
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3.
Wolverine Blues
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What you believe Is the vanity you conceive What you love you don't pen To put in a cage is to put to an end Enamoured of the passion Life-sucking lust You will never gain my trust I'm a misanthropical breed Insatiable in my need to feed Utterly fearless For your luscious flesh I've got am appetite like a war And I always hunger for more Vicious mammal The blood is my call Pound for pound I am the most vicious of all |
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4.
Demon
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Demon, come live in me Possession, fill me with disease Temptation, a fire set aflame Feral instincts help me go insane Shameless, searching endlessly To appease the burning urge in me Hunger of a thousand wolverines Satisfaction by any means Demon, replace all I've been taught Impulse, erase all second thought Gambling in this carnal game Nothing is all where everything's the same Trembling in the balance Exploring new extremes All sweet forms of self-destruction Coming to me in my dreams Thoughts of cruelty and pain In my brain - in my blood Lose control of lust and anger |
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5.
Contempt
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Before my eyes - lies Nothing but lies I cannot believe the scenes Taking place beneath our skies It makes me wanna do my time In a song or on the silver-screen Humanity is the biggest cancer Ever to be seen Before my eyes - lies Civiliesation Ancient and wicked Destruction in creation No matter how low you are There's always someone to look down upon And it goes On and on Emotionless - obscene But a human life don't mean Anything to me It's merely a seed of insanity |
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6.
Full of Hell
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I've got a 24-lane highway Going straight thru my head A peace of mind like a brainstorm And thoughts that knocks me dead I've got sympathy for the devil And demon is in my vein I'm organized chaos But don't call me stupid I'm insane At my worst I'm at my best Wide awake but let sanity rest I'm full of hell All kinds of hell I've got a heart like a graveyard They're dying to get in I'm from alot of different places And I'm full of hell and sin I'm offended by human nature Was told the truth by someone who lied There are times when not being human Would be a source of inner pride In my heart and deep within I've got it's fire under my skin |
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7.
Blood Song
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Drinking blood A red delightful bloody power My fatal bite The art of the blackest hour I suck your blood An immense everlasting lust Morning grows The sun burns me to dust Your beating heart Gives the flow In my high I will let you go Red pulsing rivers To me from you But when I'm there You are through A vampire Blood desire Gets me higher An unquenchable fire Revel in blood Under the moon Give me your blood It is my doom It's a power beyond belief Beyond pain My life's a stream Inside your vein I suck your blood |
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8.
Hollowman
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The hollow sky is red The race is on Faces are all dead The race is on. It's just a matter of time Bedrooms are tombs Cradles are coffins Tears I cannot shed. A matter of time A matter of slugs til' the rats are fed. Who examines the doctors! I'm the hollow man It's just a matter of bullets In hollow brains As I wander slowly Thru bullet rains My hollow eyes Are staring down the hole. Jesus, Satan, Hitler Bought my soul. It's rotten and sour But it's inside of me. I got faith in the end But you just can't see. |
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9.
Heavens Die
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Death thrust this avalanche The gnostic tears have failed To recover me from Rimbaud Resurrected to get laid Emotionally disqualified To kill the liquid sky I'm on the path to clandestine (god make heavens die) Inaugurations of my love Sanctify the few The accursed will share Insects crawling over you Euthanasia can rise Time told by the sun Submit to leather menace And turning of sands are done Bury it in a nameless grave Heavens Die! |
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10.
Out of Hand
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Fools gather round to whatch me bleed But there are things you'll never see To protect and serve one nation under god A nation in which no-one's free Their flesh begins to rot What's left of what they've got A boring life is getting old Mischief won't turn to gold By going back to burning books Ripping apart things that doesn't fit One times one equals nine Your make-believe reality is full of shit Jesus christ Lord of flies In disguise Fuck It's fucked to hear one idiot's words But worse to see others believe it Fucked up minds in fucked up times It's up to you to foresee it Jesus christ Lord of flies In disguise It's all built upon lies Out of hand Is this a fucking joke Out of mind And it makes me fucking choke Fuck |