You were born but you don't know why you're existing You are unabled why is it you and not me
Your parents they're shocked but still they love you You are their flesh and blood what else could they do
Not even modern medicine can help your tortured body Hospitals are your world, doctors your friends To keep your dreadful life
People never treat you like a normal human being They often think you shouldn't be a part of their sick society They smile at you but deep inside they think you shouldn't be here Because they never ever realize you got a heart and feelings too
People turn their heads whenever you walk by Because they believe you live a life without sense Life without sense Life without sense
If I'd be you, I might decide to commit suicide But you're strong enough to live on Because it's you and not me
If I'd be you, I might decide to commit suicide But you're strong enough to live on Because it's you and not me
People turn their heads whenever you walk by Because they believe you live a life without sense Life without sense Life without sense
The Roman army is marching again The empire is growing An all-destroying war machine That's rolling out on the land
Children out of victory Across the River Rhine Once this marching warriors Are running into death
The people of the land They supress Were born with The free and wild spirit Slavery they cannot bear Rome's legions are charged to death
The whole German tribes Are standing together Hatred is ruling their brains Marching out to fight for their freedom Marching out to destroy Rome's Pride
United by hatred There's only freedom or death United by hatred Killing all invaders til the ground´s getting red
The whole Roman army Was killed in one day None of the soldiers survived The battlefield looked like a slaughterhouse Rome now your fall has begun
United by hatred There's only freedom or death United by hatred Killing all invaders til the ground´s getting red
Rotten psyche, what I have done? What I can do now it's time Tomorrow comes, summer again Butcher in me, kills for fun
How can I be the bad part of me What can I do to get free? Holding an instrument to satisfy his lust, Im innocent, it kills me
Confused mind Confused mind
He commits suicide break his mind When he dies, my life is damned sure A mind confused I feel so slow Cause thats the only thing I can do
I'm taking the knife to finish my life But this strange feeling comes up again This evil lust takes over me The butcher, the winner again
Confused mind Confused mind
Solo (Sirfringer)
Through the backstreet of the town His steps are clanging Now he's only an old imagine In his hand a blade of solid steel Now its the time you've got it to feel
There wouldn't be good without the vil No wisdom without stupid people Would there be fear if we could be immortal? Welcome to the opposition portal!
Don't we all hate the adjustment we make Is to compromise for a safe life a mistake? Musical destruction is our outbreak
Metal discharge Payback to all those losers The armies of black will dictate Metal discharge All those years of torment In a society that I do hate Metal discharge Pay... Metal discharge
The opposition against all odds Unbreakable, longhaired, noise loving squads The non conform metal power station Grows slosly through nation and nation
Once greeted with smiles Cause of outrageous lifestyles Our breed wil resist all fake trends Until this sad world ends!
Caal it culture of the brainsick Our press ignored music This cultural essence of noise Keeps us watchful not to turn into toys!
One of a kind - a left genuis behind Didn't we have the same background back in the old days You were like a brother to me now you're on this wild chase One of a kind - a left genuis behind
The blood pounding thou our veins Was from the same source Now your hunters are screaming For vengeance - no remorse
What happened to our secret wishes and beliefs Misplaced by thoughts of murderers and soul thieves
Your resolution, your intention to spread fear Ain't a smart step cause now you know your end is near
Suffer - an artist needs to sacrifice Rephrase - you've lived your nasty vice Missunderstood - a social outcast A boy from the hood - second cast
Rippin' the flesh apart Twisted conception of art Rippin' the flesh apart Supremacy won't guard Rippin' the flesh apart...
Breach of privilege, rage and hatred made you blind In manic ecstasy, a genius left behind
You've killed the bloody bitch that gave you f**king birth Despite the human factor as an unbearable curse
Prevention of the carnage, searching for the cure of the prey How can a sublime brain strike in such a primitive way?
In your eyes - I unveil the fate of your life It's not right? You're never to see the momentum to be I'm alive - how do you thrive
The curse of the system has to end
Through my eyes You will come to believe That somebody is near to release (and to fight) Suffering of your sins and fear
To save your light to lose your vice
Where is your destination? Any hesitation? Soon you'll lose some control Hatred and pounding craving for nothing Soon you will damn you mere soul
Made to be broken - you will never foresee Made to be broken - you're never gonna be Made to be broken - like he broken glass of your soul Made to be broken - like your fucked up one man show
The system needs to wipe ou the thinking and loving For a cruel world Empty minds have frozen out your soul and free will Since your birth
So the days went by and you changed To much for me can't you see I wonder why, you are rotten to the core Are you free?
Bloodshed of a conservative force Death is selling well of course Third world is an easy aim Let's start the slaving game
In times of ignorance It's the cruel who will decide Of a life and death license No chance to hide
Vendetta Kill or be killed too much blood Has already been spilled Vendetta The soul demands for revenge Punish all of those who don't have the inner strength
Lustful blood and games Pain has too many names Fight fire with fire Builds up a sad and cruel empire
How to sort out the difference Between gravity and nonsense In times of manipulation Truth or imagination?
The blood thirst of the hypnotized masses Screams for more gore and guts The play is over ashes to ashes The lucky survivor will go nuts...