Word Salad
Annihilator
00:00
05:49
Song Introduction
**Word Salad** is a powerful track by the Canadian thrash metal band **Annihilator**, featured on their 2020 album **"Ballistic, Sadistic."** Known for their aggressive guitar riffs and intense vocals, Annihilator delivers a compelling performance in this song. **"Word Salad"** delves into themes of confusion and mental turmoil, using vivid lyrics and dynamic instrumentation to convey the chaos and complexity of human emotions. The song exemplifies Annihilator's signature blend of technical proficiency and raw energy, making it a standout piece in their extensive discography. Fans of heavy metal will appreciate the band's ability to balance melody with brutality, solidifying their reputation in the metal scene.
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Lyric
Closets of my mind destroyed (destroyed)
As I enter outward from a void
Corpses white have strapped me down, I rise above then fall
Tactual hallucination, cockroaches infest the wall
Psychic pain on ice, I hurt
Devoid strength my life, inert
Anger fills they've shocked me back white corpses turn to black
I run on psychic gasoline, my fuel shall burn you all
♪
Word Salad, no ballad
Word Salad, no ballad
Diabolic plot, a toy
My brain the corpses to destroy
Prick my arm, injection fed, it's poison, I'm no fool
Tetanus shot, be sure it's not, I wish I were at school
Closets of my mind destroyed (destroyed)
But I enter inward, black void
Hatred turns to apathy, led down this dark abyss
Good night, farewell you pig from hell, this world I shall not miss
♪
Word Salad, no ballad
Word Salad
♪
Woken up from death, nausea
Catatonic stupor, anoxia
Remaining still I hold onto a sense of permanence
Negativistic fear of pain, algophobic life sentence
Moral, physical decay, hatred withered away
Scourge of God he makes me pay, I shall not live or die
Vegetative judgment passed, my only thought to cry