CAP DE CRANIU – I’ll Kill If I Live

Band: Cap De Craniu

Di bentuk pada tahun: 2007

Album: I’ll Kill If I Live

Tanggal Rilis: 09 Februari 2012

Type: Full Length Album

Negara: Romania (Bucharest)

Genre: Grindcore/Death Metal

Cap De Craniu dalam bahasa Indonesia berarti: Tengkorak Kepala

Ravzan Raduta Penda »» Drums (2007-)

Calin Raduta »» Guitars (2007-)

Paul Nicolae »» Bass (2011-)

Mihai Ionescu »» Vocals (2011-)

Costin Chioreanu »» Bass (2007-2011)

Dragos Drunea »» Vocals (2007-2011)

Raducu »» Guitars (2009-2011)

Robert “Sep” Pieptan »» Bass (2011)

01. The Autumn Bodycount

02. All That Glitters Is Sold

03. Don’t Wake Up Memories When They Aren’t There

04. Time Made Me Hate Eternity

05. Old Habbits Die Hard

06. You Made Your Bed, Now Sleep In It! Forever!

07. Reason Is Dead

08. Tales Of Dead Men

Tales of dead men

Like crippled dancers, ignoring the catastrophe
Blind to the world before them

Distorted visions, those hazy memories
Are back again to haunt me

A touch of life
Gone in one blink
Now all that’s left is dust
Melting larynx

Hide in the ashes
From nature’s retribution
Only one left to pay the price

Tend to the wounds
Cover the blisters
Sun only rises to burn my eyes

Dig deep
Dig through the corpses
The thinning air replaced by the stench of death

Tell the tales
No one to hear you yell
Tell the tales
The tales of dead men

Sift through the carnage, mountains of flesh
The limbs supposed to hold me
Should i surrender or seek survival?

They stare!

They stare right through me!

Those frozen eyes…

Those frozen eyes will be my doom.

There are no heroes
There is no courage
There are just victims of this new world

There’s no more life
There’s nothing breathing
It’s only me, hiding in the cold

Dig deep
Dig through the stumps
The shadows filled with their lifeless stares

Tell the tales
No one to hear you yell
Tell the tales
The tales of dead men

Tales of the dead.

09. Death And Taxes

Death and taxes

Your window faces a concrete wall
Your eyes are windows of a crippled, tormented soul

No expectations, no dignity
A simple coward in a 4-wall effigy

Figures make the blood boil – frenzy
Financial catharsis – eyes red, eyes bled

A simpleton turned bloodsucking beast
Horrid mutation of an office geek
A tasty mortgage left on a will
Make sure the bastards can’t pay the bill

The taste is better when their incomes are low
The stench of poverty increases your cash flow
A hefty loan to sink your teeth in
They have insurance? – It’s a sin

Reprobate!

Blood sells!

Reprobate!

Blood sells!
Blood sales!

Death and taxes

Raise them!
Kill them!
Eat them!
The meat-market

Find them!
Rape them!
Gut them!
The flesh market

Praise them!
Buy them!
Sell them!
The stock market

Your instincts kick in when you smell a pile of cash
You’ll go insane over a juicy pound of flesh

Adorn – grotesque
Self scorned – your greed – repressed

Beyond – escape
Respond – seal your own fate

The stock market today has crashed to an all-time low after what appears to be
a neurotoxin has infected corporations everywhere. Employees are bursting
out of their cubicles and offices with movements that could only resemble rabid
animals.
Scientists speculate that the disease could be a natural consequence of their day to day occupations, most of them working in an environment where
simply nothing is enough. Apparently their greed has extended to the ranks
of flesh eating disease. Is this the new step in evolution? Is this the…

Rise! – Financial corporate wreck
You feel the weights being lifted from your scrawny neck

Repulsive fiend! Defy misanthropy!
Show us the true face of our overrated social creed!

No more restraints! No more pretending needs!
Show us the monster! Show us the bloody teeth!

Just eat your way up the fucking food chain!

The eyes are…
The eyes are…
The eyes are…
…the window of the hole!

10. Every Bird Lives By It’s Own Song

11. The Stone Thrower

12. I’ll Break You Again Tomorrow

Remember !!!!
The darkest thoughts
The fear
The horrors in the back of your mind
Those moments
When all you wanted was to gouge all their eyes out
So that you could have your moment of
Solace

All alone
your own best friend again
Sorrounded by the faceless vultures
Yet in a fortress of
So-li-tude!

Carve out my heart
And serve in on a golden plate
That was my happiness fading away to nothing
All the joy
All those happy times
Mean nothing now
Just lost in a sea of blood and deceit

And now I stand before these gates
Of what men call paradise
Lost in an ocean of memories
All clawing at my eyes

What have i become?
A book written in my own fucking blood
Sewn together with my own lifeline
Looking through the pages as if they were
Glass
Except for one
The present

The darkest day
Is finally over
The darkest day
Is finally over
Rest now my fragile ego
I’ll break you again tomorrow

Awaken

Awaken
The memories you can never wash away
Awaken
These memories you can never lay down

Numb
From the pain
Numb
Dare look at me now

bleah!

13. I’ll Kill If I Live