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1.
A cold dystopian cock Never let it out of sight A cold dystopian cock There are no dreams - There are just aims A cold dystopian cock Hold it tight and push it through A cold dystopian cock The truth is sad but girl that’s life A cold dystopian cock Take deep breath - Here it cums A cold dystopian cock Taste hardcore reality Don’t close your eyes - Don’t fear what’s here Open palms for higher wealth A shot of life is what you see Take this big load of reality
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CRUSADÖR 03:13
As sun sets low I come through the evening heat To leave your cold and reckless bodies in a coffin My hat fits well - A cigar glows The hangman’s turn Welcome to my Eastwood show Meet me and you’ll meet thy maker My poncho’s dancing up and down To the dusty winds of vengeance To the choking screams which sound like this My finger’s twitching - My guns are singing The good, the bad and you’re the dead Vultures encircle and last will’s denied Your epoch of tyranny has died For a fistful I hang them high For a few more I hang them higher Staring straight into the barrel A stranger’s face is the last you see Guilty victims red and blue In the name of the gallows And this one’s waiting for you It’s time for you to pay your debts Money cannot buy this time The slip is fitting tight and fine Brutal driven Indigenes Expropriating en Espagna Ruined souls in Asian factories Slaving down in China mines Crawling from the humus The crusader against tyranny My harmonica plays a song for you It’s Django’s way of making business Higher vendetta and your end Your god will sit this one out
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That’s my kind of psychedelic Illusion green slides down my throat Where things grow and where things shrink Whenever I just try to think My heart implodes - My eyes are white My limbs are deaf – They shine so bright Wasabi overdose! With insect feet and human mind The typewriter speaks to me My toilet seat a battlefield Wasabi’s always burning twice Into comatose slumber Samsa wake up!!! Wasabi overdose Wasabi! I just stopped breathing My heart stopped beating The Asian ass-cleaner My lovely triangle Hallucinations set in Phantom pain frustration Like soya and sake The torture can begin Wasabi overdose!
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SLUXXX 00:50
Creeping slux Stick in your head Crawling slux Suck on your brain Infecting slux Destroying your mind Subliminal slux Pushing your needs The bringer of loss The bringer of lies The taker of lives The ultimate leech brain infester Slux! I see slux only Slux I see Slux only!
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Welcome new world slave Born into this trendy mass grave The new consumer’s day Praise the lord of higher gear Humans who’re acting humane The apparatus fits you well Proud in your fear Lost in time, work and greed The trend of hating feeds your cancer No blood but oil to bleed Inside this cold machinery Obey new age modernity Praise the machine and pity the man While market-tanks roll relentless Squishing bodies of the weak The aim is here and the mission is clear Maximize profit and decimate opponents Seek – Locate and terminate Each one against the other And all for no one Keep turning the spinning wheel That grinds your intellect to pulp It’s like a barcode in your bloodlines Multiply and buy Multiply and lie Multiply and fly Multiply - get high Multiply…die! Plugged into machines Like skyscrapers in suits Forever cursed to stand aside Praying to the giant wheel Our god of gear of life and death
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Look into their smiling faces Human friction Men behind the sun All hope’s lost and gone At 731 Abandoned and done At 731 Higher higher higher Hail our empire! 731 The virus is spreading The symptoms now set in Ethnic cleansing In Nomine Imperatoris Sleeping in genocide fields Beneath frozen flesh parts A guinea pig your destiny Covered with cherry blossoms Underneath this lifeless soil From the glory halls of ancestors Into the arctic graves of yesterday Hail the emperor The endless sky Banzai! Bushido Imperialism Fear the rising sun Industrial mass annihilation Seppuku the most painless end The cruelest enemy bacterial life demise Written in blood soaked snow Signed by “The Rising Sun” In 1937 at 731
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Non-self reflecting way of life Self destructive with passion Break your back for a masquerade Waste your time with common wealth Profit graving – Market slaving The way we hunger for a bit respect Signs of weakness are not of need Long live the Alpha – Crush the weak Profit graving – Market saving The prestige of today Still urge driven and primitive Into the world of tomorrow Stress penetrated and future dictated The present is here to forget Reaping through the day in search for more Cosmopolitan jungle law Harpies encircling the Modus Vivendi Protecting - Defending the way of life they want to see The corporate way to be – Self injected Relentless they’re hunting down money prey With cell phone in hand to survive the day Success reflected by digital numbers Swept away by the wave of progress Harpies reigning proud in their beauty Behind their greedy faces of vanity Conform, don’t question or die alone The swarm is slaving in the name of the unknown Reflecting the modern face With taped mouth - Shut eyes and no ears Nothing to lose – Just to take Waging for your dreams to keep the fake No one gives a shit or a fuck So at least we can shit and fuck
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NEROPOLIS 00:57
Rome will burn Rome will burn tonight In colors red and golden Our work is done Black and white rain down from the sky Nothing left to see Than flames burning us free Quo vadis?
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All the leaves are blood red and the sky is dead Intelligent missiles cruise on judgment day Let the leaders fight their wars With flowers decorated Black tanks keep on rolling Through the city streets Day by day and year by year The routine never ends The story’s always the same The past conquers the present again Shiny, shiny boots of leather Tanks and flowers - Love and war I wonder if they’ve ever seen the rain Coming down on sunny days Racial pride – Religious hatred Fear infested propagandas It only takes seconds to recognize But takes years to realize Bombs for peace Leave sound of silence and Silence like a cancer grows The palace burns while Venus cries Sometimes you have to live on your knees To die on your feet Strange days have tracked us down Keep it tight! Don’t sit and wait! Don’t lose your touch! The old fashioned hippie-grinder attitude I would always fuck for peace But I will never shoot for war
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Blue haze clears my eyes Purple smoke chokes my mind A straight fall through the rabbit hole of Absinth dreams and greenish days A chill that takes me far away far too much Somewhere the cyclone left me With the mad hatter to my right Does the caterpillar come for tea? Endless watches on my arms Feels like the wizard in his wardrobe Does the lion sing for me? The hookah smell – The mushroom throne A sky in colors never seen and words too dark to hear A prophecy written in smoke Faster – greater – wider Slower – lame – humanity The construction site oracle whispers Eyeballs are rolling – consciousness flowing We’re drunk so feeble and frail Inside the mirror a fragile mermaid silhouette Welcome the southern sewer mermaid The emperor bitch and queen of the lost We’re thrown into the red sun of regret The book unfolds – The flag prevails Herbal nightmare or is it just another fucking day The mermaid keeps on swimming against the stream
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DAWGS OF WAR 03:59
Sandstorm curtains - Petrol drive in The job is done darker than black The self crowned gods of war but so called whores of war In what god’s name they will ride again? Dawgs of war From Colombia to Kosovo the global whores deprive Mercenaries – Dawgs of war The single man is brave but useless A single victim proud but helpless The imperial dagger stabbed the map Another part - Another home Who will live and who will die? Imperial blood is spreading fast Thicker than truth and thinner than cash Keeping the peace means fighting the war From Sierra Leone to Angola and Congo High-octane rebellion of an interfering profit The privatization of war has begun Bullets mean dollars - Dollars mean loyalty Choked by the iron fist of warfare industry Hate will conquer fear and soon will take its toll From Europe across Asia to Africa and back Dawgs of war Watching them as they devour Mercenaries – Dawgs of war
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Keine Angst und keine Gier Kein Verlangen, ich werd' zum Tier Keine Heuchelei und Tyrannei Das Angstgefühl das mich erdrückt Treibt mich vorwärts nicht zurück Keine Werte, keine Moral Keine Furcht und keine Qual Scheißegal!!! Ich werd' zum Kinski!!! Ich werd' zum Klaus!!!
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A siren’s song will lead the archetype to feed Mermaids cut our strings and take us to the sea Skyscrapers like mushrooms rise Black nature seeks no justice Ghetto driven – Urban terror These hands were made to lose A death in stone brings dust to breath Holy concrete tsunami’s on his way These waves swallow everything alive Hot winds cough and green turns grey Manufacturing our plastic Existence to an end Liquid stones to carry our Sacred gasoline demise A death in stone brings dust to breath Holy concrete tsunami’s on his way These waves swallow everything alive Hot winds cough and green turns grey This future looks cold, dead and pale No feelings – no colors – no smell – no living We belong to it belongs to us! No one listens when the sailors cry As their ships drift slowly out of sight
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Space jockey what are you staring at? Into the architecture of time and space What would this sound look like? As your eyes crawl up that shaft Complex but simple walls This buzzing so heavy The silence so loud Structure of nudity Space Jockey Are you looking at me? Just paleness in front Space Jockey Where you go You need no eyes to see Moving - It’s deaf Inside that shaft I can hear nothing But paranoia all around The pressure so loud These walls they are alive A dark space ride of aeons A ship of Xenomorph architecture Biomechanical landscape Space Jockey remember well Even in your darkest dream In space no one hears you scream

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released October 10, 2010

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