Текст (слова) песни: Autopsy - In the Grip of Winter

Lost in the white
Nothing in sight
Stumbling thru the snow and ice
Blinded by forces you cant control
Just to stay alive your only goal

Caught within the grip of winter
Hyperboric nightmare reigns
A arctic hysteria sets in
Body goes numb as your brain

Legs go numb
Panic strikes
So you then light a fire
Put your legs in the flames
Hoping for a rush of pain

Flesh burns right to the core
Spits blood from every pore
Smell your skin peel away
For your life a small price to pay

Running in searing pain
Rational thoughts
Are quickly slain
Take in your last cold breath
As you fall to your backsnapping death
Другие песни Autopsy:

An Act Of The Unspeakable
Battery Acid Enema
Blackness Within
Charred Remains
Critical Madness
Dark Crusade
Dead
Death Twitch
Destined to Fester
Disembowel
Embalmed
Frozen With Fear
Funereality
Gasping For Air
Hole in the Head
Impending Dread
In the Grip of Winter
Meat
Mental Funeral
Necrocannibalistic Vomitorium
Orgy In Excrements
Pagan Saviour
Pus - Rot
Ridden With Disease
Robbing the Grave
Service For A Vacant Coffin
Severed Survival
Skullptures
Slaughterday
Stillborn
Torn From the Womb
Tortured Moans Of Agony
Twisted Mass of Burnt Decay
Ugliness And Secretions
Voices
Walls Of The Coffin
Your Rotting Face