your head's in the way of my mind and by the way i'm fine but i'm a liar and i'm trying so give me a brand name and i'll wrap my arms around the caller
consolation Ma consolation... Les mouchoirs et les violons Je m'en mefie comme du poison Mais qu'est-ce qu'on se sent seul au monde Sans consolation Ma consolation
trouve que des desillusions Des reves depuis longtemps avortes Ou s'en va la mer a maree basse ? Ou s'en va le desir quand il trepasse ? Notre besoin de consolation
Why deny the future Of mankind Lays in our hands You waste it Playing the global hero Only for your own Self-interest welfare None more you care Why
Sometimes I close my eyes sometimes I open my eyes But the view remains the same Surrounding me is prejudice And Melvin... that's my name Grave disorder
Aghast of the neglection Contempt of the older generation Righteousness is never maintained Leaving us with the shit of million years to come Systematic
Cold my blood is running cold Dead eyes stare, empty black as coal Purify, this final act will purify Cleaning a weak and smothered earth Your life,
What is this I've been through, started no so long ago I was feeling empty until you came along I'm better than empty I'm better than empty I'm better
Fireblade, Full my hate Human touch blazing fire storms raging Feel it burning inside, blood starts to boil and comes out through your eyes Firblade
Driven on instinct and the will to survive, heading for doomsday, the axe and the knife Keep swinging and stabbing, whatever suits best, the blood on
Right between your legs I see the blood spilling Rotting imaculate Right into your eyes I See your hatred Running red to them Fear is what shuts you
Wheels cowered with flesh and blood of helpless profiles tattooed hellwalkers No proposals, premature settlement will evertromp hated life High speed
Born... out of the womb I've been torn Killed by my own breeder But my spirit lives on To see the horrors They've planned with me Ripping out of my
If every person should act the same Life would be a boring item At first time it might be no problem But life takes away all of my consciousness You
Watch the powers combine on me As all weapons become my property One click - You're destroyed Unbeatable? ...Moribund! I'm a one man army I'm almighty
Peasants condemned for all eternity, blocking, disturbing a passage once so sacred Through all the years times have changed Entering a psychosoma tic
Your eyes are not yours They're robbed From so called trash-people Aren't you ashamed of their deaths I'll confront you With a horrible reality Open
