Hopelessly retarded
Spluttering decay
Crying out the lament every night and every day

Hiding in the twilight
X-ray shades
Suffering from constipation, tripping out in space

I've been recoiled into stone age
Covetous a dream
Obnoxious and depraved, waking up in a scream

Sleeping in the morgue
A weird effect on me
Think I lost my consciousness, left reality

Without space - Without time
I am deaf - I am blind
Without motion - Without sound
Like a flower underground
Isolation Demarkation
Solitary separation
No more joy - No more sadness
No emotion - Only madness
I can't see
I don't feel
I can't touch
I don't heal
Corrosion from within
No future
No resistance in the cell
No more

Yes, so the message goes
Like an insect in its death-throes
A magic-carpet-ride to hell
Then back to here with time to tell
A metal-scar on every face
We walk to a forbidden place
Where dirty water cleans the soul
We pour into another hole
Under a concrete-sky
Barricades begin to rise
Sun and stars begin to fall
A sonic-boom condemns us all
Decapitated soldiers fight

Between the liquor, the bend and the noise in my head.
Between your mind and my crime
and me int the grime.
Between the gun, the lead and the lies that I said.
Through your sweet breath,
come the down of my death.

Touch me - hate me.
Give yourself to me and break me!

Cut these eyes and I will see.
Kiss these lying lips for me
Stroke this skin and I will kneel.

All we want is a headrush.
All we want is to get out of our skin for a while.

We have nothing to lose because we don't have anything...
anything we want, anyway.

We used to hate people,
now we just make fun of them - it's more effective that way.

We don't live, we just scratch on day-to-day with nothing but
matchbooks and sarcasm in our pockets and all we're waiting for is

Chew it all up - Turn it around - Give the meaning a twist - Spit it back out
Repulsive - Corrosive - Enticing - Confusing - Abusive - Elusive - Provoking
Amusing - Mangled and ground - Decomposed and destroyed - Whatever was found
We invented the sound
Prepared to order - Cooked to perfection - According to taste - No dissatisfaction

Tragische Gedanken wie im Netz verfangen
Tauchen ihre Pranken in ein Kuhles Grab
Gespenstische Visionen haben leise Sohlen
Du f-llst aus allen Wolken wirst Dich nie erholen
Aus der Haut zu fahren aus dem Staub zu machen
Nicht mehr einzukriegen nichten der Mube wert
Verlassen unds die Kr-fte wir brauchen neue S-fte
Verloren alle rechte am Bussen der Natur

Ich glaube night an dieses Gluck

Will we close our eyes, will we fall for those lies,
or will we make the conclusion that this life's a delusion?
Will we do what we're told, 'til the day that we're sold,
or will we raise our voices, make alternative choices?

What's up?
Our silence is death!
What's up?
We shall resist the violence!
What's up?
And we'll never give up!
What's up?
Only death is silence!

Black man
White man
Rip the system

I will pray and pray
That your country
Undergoes recovery

Use the power
Taste the best
Have your salvation

Now is the time
Get on the right side
You'll be godlike

(Security forces may have killed thousands of peoplein crushing the anti-government rallies.Fascists and terrorists are responsible for the violence.)

Escape your own life

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Who's The Magic Masochist
Who's The Piggish Postulator
Who's That Anal Agitator
Who's The Heinous Plagiarist
Who's The Sexy Satanist
Who's That Manic Masturbator
Who's The Cryptic Constipator

Who Is Who
Who The Hell Are You
Do You Love Me
I'm The Salt In Your Wound
I'm The Fist In Your Face
I'm The Thorn In Your Side
The Devil In Disguise