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Death Dies Hard

Watch the vultures as they open their eyes
Can you please, please give them something
Play the heavens with the Devil’s dice
Can you serve them, feed ‘em with your king

You’ve never seen anything like this before
You will never see a clockwork sunrise no more

I bring no shelter ‘cause I...

I will deny you
This world belongs to me
You try to fake it
But all wounds are there to see

Death Dies Hard
Watch as the Devil gets sold to me
Death Dies Hard
Enter hell and use the bone of God as key

The lotus withers as the insects thrive
Can you please please give them something
The pulse of darkness brings God alive
Can your black crimes be carried on white wings

You’ve never felt anything like this before
A sulphur storm brings the victims upon the shore

I bring no shelter ‘cause I...

I will deny you
This world belongs to me
You try to fake it
But all wounds are there to see

Death Dies Hard
Watch as the Devil gets sold to me
Death Dies Hard
Enter hell and use the bone of God as key

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Tongues

No prayers can reach me here, no light can touch. Among reduced Bibles, cigarettes and drugs. I carve your name in my flesh. Listen...listen...then come and take my hand. Tongues, tongues, speak the little girls name. Tongues, tongues, shame, shame. Innocence will never kiss me again, never lick my stiched scars. Your lipstick's between the legs of hell, mixed with speed and blood. The eggs grow in her open wrists. It has started now...Her taste is on my lips and tongue, the taste of white medicine. Listen...listen...I'll come and take your hand.

Blitzkrieg Boom

In her dreams, hearts shake, nerves scream, minds break. Heavens burn, grounds crack, prayers burn, burn black. And it's all there inside of you. It's deadly, dark, cold! Can you feel the explosions? Now lean back and enjoy the show! Blitzkrieg, Blitzkrieg, Blitzkrieg Boom! This is the end. Still your need is driven on, driven on. As we trigger one last bomb. Wounds bleed, tears ride, demons feed, angels hide. Fathers sigh, mothers weep, children cry, crying deep. Fuck the world with a gun and a broken blade!

Motherzone

Oh, human doll - you know I am the one. Now, broken doll...Now all ethic's gone. Because I'm the shelter and the knife. The infernal tramp and the lies. And I'm inside you deeo, the greatest tear when you weep. The virus in your heart. And this is how my name will shine and shine again. Above you child...Alight and scarred. I'll leave you alone in this place. Enter this world. I am the one. This is home. I am the motherzone. Enter this world. I am the one. Return home to the body of the motherzone. Get in line, kids - you know I am the one. Oh, walk away with me...dead daughter and son. Well, I'm the source and the field, the shiny scythe that you wield. And I'll be the drug in your blood, the first wave of that flood. The D in Darkness...Come to me now, little child! Motherzone, motherzone, motherzone. Come to me, you're the first in line! Motherzone, motherzone, motherzone. Come to me...Lick me dry

Cyanide

This is the hand that will blind your eyes and split your spine. This is the blade that'll visit your flesh ans release the wine. Play! You play with toys that have triggers and you hear how the led moves near. Play! You play with razors and it hurts, it hurts as you invite your fears. So face the dark and I'll teach you about fire in the blink of an eye. Now drink the cyanide. The worlds collide and you know that it's pure filth that I hide. On these plains there's a burning ruin that must be found. On these plains there's a demon that sleeps. It must be unbound. Run! You run for the borders where epistles burn in the arms of man. Run! You run among bodies and they scream, they scream to bite God's hand. When the dark does what the dark does best, it's darkness! Let the dark so what the dark does best, let there be darkness!

The greatest fight on earth

Absorb all their fears, collect all their minds. We'll be the snakes wherever they'll play. And we'll be the demons whenever they'll pray...It'll be the greatest fight on the earth. Snatch the wings of a fly. Spit on them and nail them to my spine. Say "little insect now fly away". But it'll be the demon in every psalm you pray. The disease, the love, the claws, the blood. The empty clinics of savaged hearts. The rusty nails in lidless eyes...And the skin won't ever be cleansed from the dirt. Come here. Now come here. Let me smell your fears. Cry here. Now cry here. Let me enjoy your tears. Lick the wet segments of a worm. Taste it now and let it wriggle down your throat. Mothers scream "Little children run now away". But I'll be the snake wherever they'll play. Coomence the extermination to weaken their wills. Uncover their hearts free the insects and let them lead the way

Play God

Dead starlight bleeds down on the Devil's nitrate. All the nerves of the patients bathe in schock and shame. Cause I'm the trigger that'll start this game. And the strike of the night will trash the skyline. And darken the marks I've put in your skin. Cause I want to play God with you. I want to rul you all. The human cattle lick on the ethical nightsticks. All the tears of the victims run on cold cheeks' meat. Cause here's a future that'll feed on sheep. Let's play a game of two, I'll play God and you'll play you. Let's play a game tonight, I'll play Dark and you'll play Light.

Trinity fields

Here he comes as you pray. Like shot lambs you crawl. Here he comes as you pray. Oh, shot lambs now fall. Hear him breathe as you pray. His tongue licks your palms. Feel him seduce when you pray. There's oralsex in his psalms. All the seeds that you have planted upon trinity fields. And those crops that thrive inside of you grow like thorns through your praying hands. Hear him scream as yo pray. The cold father and sin. Feel his soft and sick tongue. Lick your christian skin. There's a ruin in the heart of this plain. A rose that withers and dies. So leave the fields and join the insects. Join the lord of flies.

Last ammunition

Guns and ammo lie in front of you. The clips are all loaded now what shall you do? This is how it starts when the end glows wildly in the dark. This is how it starts wgen the last breath ends the last spark. Nine, nine, nine, millimeter! Shoot! The last ammunition, let the clips fall down. The last ammunition and fall to the ground. The Desert Eagle spreads its wings for you. Kiss the cold steal and let the bullets come through. This is the ultimate end, I’ll make it sure that you will see. As I shall kiss the cold steel and see how dark this day really can be. Bite the blank steel now let the bullets come through. The silver eagle says it’s time to..."Shoot the last ammuniton". Come on and do it now. "Shoot the last ammunition". I’m going to show you how! This is how it must end. So bright shines the pistol. This is how I’ll feel when the last clip is falling. And the barrels are glowing tonight...

Virtue to vice

Hush…don’t tell them nothing, not a word. Hush...Don’t tell them nothing, not a single word that I’ve said to you. Hear all my secrets, tell all the lies. Can you hear it scream deep deep inside. Hush...Now listen carefully, here it comes. Hush...It’s wthat I keep inside, this is the crime that I’ve tried to hide. These secrets I’ll bring to you are of thorns and ice. These secrets I’ll give to you will turn virtue to vice. I’ll tell you only once...

Death in vogue

The masquerade is a show for the starcrowds. It's death in vogue in saturnalian nights. The heart we share is a virus in out chests. A black piece filled with darkness and dead meat. Now our hearst beet on. The black is back in the deep. I see a million of nations in blank and hot leather...This black syndicate is a burning ballroom. Dirt, drinks and pills and Gucci drenched in blood. The flag we raise is held for the dead dolls. So now we'll watch all angels parade in black uniforms. Puppets without strings. Now join the show. Demons without wings. We are death in vogue. Ten tons of lungs roar into the black vault. It's disease, glam and champagne filled with nails. The syndrome is sucked into white bloodcells. And we march as vamps and wolves on red human oil. The faceless ones...The leather swept ones that bring hate on tons. The faceless ones...The subversion of laws through the rule of guns. Here they come as the models and machines. And see the dolls twist inside of their dreams. I see the puppets whisper with manic tongues. Fell it, scream it out from the top of your longues!

Termination Bliss

Here she comes down, as her wings get nailed to the ground. A polaroid of shame. The last angel’s pathetic fame. The face of deceit with nails in her feet. She’s a preacher deprived from her voice. A punctured lung is creating noise. The cry that she made was the cry of a dying child. The revocation od empathy. The sound from a million dreams and scars. Termination Bliss. Blessed under a lie. Her last little weak: „Why?" The bloody end of a dream. Slit the throat and taste the cream. She wears her crown in a head that’s bowed deep down. A dying picture of lies. A tortured saint fed to the flies.

Semi-Automatic

It’s Planet Hell because of synthetic minds that fail us. Trashed into the ministry under which we fail to live our lifes. I am not the slave that you are. I am not another one of this time. So fear not the gates I say ‘cause love won’t give it away. You long for the black when you stand above the motherfuckers, saying: Destroy the ministry! Gun down grace! Fuck the ministry! Smash its face! This is the system, dimensions so small and simple. Welcome the plan of which we will succeed to live our lifes. You are all statues damned to fall. You are all another victim to heart. Burn your life they say because hate will end it today. You are one with the black as we stand above the motherfuckers, saying: Destroy the ministry! Gun down grace! Fuck the ministry! Smash its face! Live for me...You slaves of systems too blind to see. Live for me you...You crowd of whores too blind too see. Live my life I say...You slaves of systems – dead today. Live my life I say...You crowd of whores – dead today.

Synthetic Generation

I play Hell you play Heaven. I am Death’s own little Star. Can you trace the sins that haunt you. And play the Devil’s cards as I do. I am all that you see. I am all that you want me to be. I am God and so the Antichrist. I am blessed yet damned. I am fallen yet resurrected. I am all of nothing. I play death you play life. Triple sixes to rise. Can you see the visions I brought you. And the devilish games that I taught you. Synthetic Generation. Stop not, it’s indifference high you must know.

New Dead Nation

Did you feel how the bullet took you. Did you feel how easily your life got shed. Did you feel how the system shot you. 9mm through your fucking head. I love it and I hate it and I take it and feed it. Islay it and I fuck it and I suck it and leave it. The new dead nation. There is no illusion to chase. And each fucking time. I get that shot in my face. The new dead nation. So you felt how the bullet got you. And you felt how your vivid dreams fell dead. And you felt how the system hit you. Filled your heart with fucking led. I have the soul of a hologram, I have the tongue of a slave. We are the preachers of today, nothing true to preach anyway. For this life and for these lies, so suffer the extremities. Well, I will kill it for lies...and death dies. Selfdestruction at hand a way to live and shape a life. But the further it goes the more and more we strech for the knife.

Syndrome

Such a dirty desease fights under your skin. It eats and it burns and it rapes and it turns. Such a infested thing laying eggs within. They itch in your loungues with dirty tongues. I’m gonna touch you inside. I’m gonna be your little child. Right where your blood runs wild. Inside, that’s where I’ll hide...until you die! Such a violent syndrome taped to your spine. It’s a virtue storm and it’s about to be born. Such a violent word that wants to be heard. You’ve got me deep within and under your skin.

Mordern Death

So can you tell me how you feel inside. The beat of that child. Or is it more dead than alive. Fashioned in a stillborn style. I don’t care – not all – I care of nothing. So can you persuade me – I will for the dying. No star for the blackend youth. Hey! The empyrean x- ray. Yeah, distorted on hell’s fuse. The empyrean x- ray. No mirror for the balckend youth or that fucked up truth. No hearts for the willing to live from more than this world can give. A design for the broken. A fistful of darkness for life. Burnt out, sick and frozen. Can you feel the hatred...

Little Angel

Stand here for me angel oh little child so broken and wild. Bear not life on your shoulders just kiss it one more time. Was the musik too loud for you too raw to be true. Were the abstracts too dark for you, I beg you now to...Watch the sky so bright. See all its light...fade! Here I am. Was it everything you spoke of. Oh little angel. Here I am. Was it everything you dreamed of. Oh little angel. Bow down for me heavenly one, shed not those tears my little friend. Fear not God anymore because you’ll find him in my arms. Was the volume too high for you too tough for the blue. Were desires too dark for you too good to be true. Tell me now how your wings got broken. Tell me now how your spine got whipped by leather. Tell me now how your tongue got split. Tell me all the things you need to tell to drift away. Watch the sky so full of light for the last time so bright...

The Revolution Exodus

May the revolution come again, may the evolution come my friend. May the new order take your hand, we walk in lines for the funeral of man. You watch heaven as we enter hell. Revolution. The exodus of souls. Revolution exodus. The paradox of minds. Evolution. May the future open wide tonight. May the true conflicts start the fight. May the stars of death be the only light. Upon a future damned and drunk on our might. You dram of angels and we bring you hell. Another flag to burn, laws in chaos another page to be turned. Strong stands the enemy and shall only stand proud upon the codes of life. Where’s your preahcer because I’ve been around since the creation of time. And I bend for the splendour in death. Open my veins for nothing but my selfish desire. Fornicated beyond the laws of the world. Raped by terror – forever

Damn me

Die, I wanna watch you die as you speak those words to me. Die, I wanna watch you die as you sell those words to please. We were never your sheep to keep and guide. Or a victim by your side. I never asked for that world that you brought me. I never asked for that lie, so damn me as I say goodbye. Fall, your tower falls when you bring its bricks to me. Fall, you want my visions but the sights are too dark to see.

The Rape

You fall so I walk away. Gone with your children’s dreams of pain. And the deeper I reach, I fear not the rightous speech. Did you ever speak that name. A savaged word in vain. Because I know that you have a hunger for the cold and black. As I rape your soul of virtue I am the god of list and pain. Cold and Black. Aas I stay your soul of virtue. You are a slave of flesh and sin. You fell – so I walked away. And with the dying children I play. And the deeper we go you’re an act of a sinful show. You fell. So I raped your heart. Tore it out ans ripped it apart. Protect and loves ones. Because it’s only chaos I’m after. And you know I have a hunger for the cold and black.

Genocide

Dreams of violence and murders fall down hard. Interzonic genocide high, the affusion of life. Now it’s time for suicide to break the pure disbelief. It’s time to riddle the flaws of the physique of the motors. And as we walk to the lost ground of heaven tonight. To the battered face of the soul. We are damned from power, burnt black. Watch as we crush their laws. Hail to funerals. And we feast upon their minds. Pure pain. The bitter soulstics bleeds in vain. Cold sky sin, broken veins breathe. Spirit masscorruption of deceit and death. Now it’s time for the genocide, just another child to burn. Move to the beat of sin to the rhythm of darkness deep within.

No Light

How can a pure heart fight wothout resistance. And I fall, never to return, shot down and set out to burn. I shun the day as death is one heartbeat away. No light to shun. It’s rapture it’s pain it’s bodies bleeding in the rain. Never give in – shut down – set for sin. Suffering....suffering...suffering...I need to drink the tears of the angels to burn. Light in exile – black nexus – godless child. You have to sleep with demons to love the wild. You will watch the world bleed. No light to shun, no light tu shun.