Aborted - Visceral Despondency Lyrics






This visceral despondency
A grand depression, our demise
Corruption of the beholders mind

We were born to die alone, in despondency

Towards the end, towards the uncertain
The endless void

Prelude to all your suffering
Unprepared for trauma
The silence is deafening
Bleeding through your pores

Uncompassionate, distraught
Selfish and oblivous
Apathy aching like an open sore
Fornever mourn

Towards the end, towards the uncertain
the endless void

Of egoism we're the great defender
Our inner struggle irrelevant
The selfishness is deafening
Bleeding til it rots

For we are all callous, the walking dead
Living life in the backseat
Full of bitterness, the living dead

I dig deep to fall again
Grabbed by the throat, upon life choke
Drawn in to misery, born for despondency

Trapped in your head, the heavens bled
As you slither through the hairline cracks
Sanity lies beyond humanity's grasp

Prelude to all your suffering
Unprepared for trauma
The silence is deafening
Bleeding through all your pores

Through heavy torment
Throughout a life of misery
Our thoughts drive us insane
A final nail...





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  1. K.... ....

    This visceral despondency
    A grand depression, our demise
    Corruption of the beholders mind

    We were born to die alone, in despondency

    Towards the end, towards the uncertain
    The endless void

    Prelude to all your suffering
    Unprepared for trauma
    The silence is deafening
    Bleeding through your pores

    Uncompassionate, distraught
    Selfish and oblivious
    Apathy aching like an open sore
    Fornever mourn

    Towards the end, towards the uncertain
    The endless void

    Of egoism we're the great defender
    Our inner struggle irrelevant
    The selfishness is deafening
    Bleeding til it rots

    For we are all callous, the walking dead
    Living life in the backseat
    Full of bitterness, the living dead

    I dig deep to fall again
    Grabbed by the throat, upon life choke
    Drawn in to misery, born for despondency

    Trapped in your head, the heavens bled
    As you slither through the hairline cracks
    Sanity lies beyond humanity's grasp

    Prelude to all your suffering
    Unprepared for trauma
    The silence is deafening
    Bleeding through all your pores

    Through heavy torment
    Throughout a life of misery
    Our thoughts drive us insane
    A final nail...

  2. A.... M....

    I fucking love Aborted man....I have the Retrogore album cover shirt ...I need a tattoo for sure!

  3. T.... G....

    For some reason the "Air Raid Siren" at 2:17
    reminded me of Hiroshima at 8:15 A.M on August 6th 1945

  4. L.... t....

    That fucking scream was brutal 🔥🔥🔥

  5. d.... ....

    Favorite off the album

    d.... ....

    This once is very catchy like Farewell to the Flesh!

    d.... ....

    I like the whole Album !!

  6. U.... ....

    Fucking siiiick