, der Absturz, die Stra?e Der "Flaschenabend" (??), die Stimmen in deinem Kopf und was sie sagen Das Ratsel, die Losung, Sikk Vodoo, Karuzo Der Zirkus, pscht pscht, Genetikk
Vers 1 Ich hang rum und warte darauf, dass mein Leben sich andert Und jeder Tag im Kalender scheint mir so sinnlos verschwendet Immer dieselben vier Wande
Civilization, bane of mankind The old ways disappear, they always disappear Clans and tribes moulded together, integration Creating cities of filth Earth
project sodom and gomora. aids and its homosexual host are to be gentically altered out of existence to heterosexual perfections. science, like government
From scientific theory on mongrel idiocy to eugenic pedigree. Mixing the race out of the test tube in lab based baby creation. True scientific excellence
Dear Mother, I am lost and the damage has been done. I'm in love with my old century fix and this needle can't be wrong, but I wonder, where do we go
Industrialization has crippled the globe (Enjoy GeneCo's day and nighttime formula of Zydrate) Nature failed as technology spread (Ask a gentern if Zydrate
Blind Mag: Shilo? Is your name, Shilo? Can I talk to you? Can you come down, please? So we can speak. I saw you at the show, I thought I'd seen a
Flesh is weak Blood is cheap Inconsistent, consistantly Use your Sense Save your cents The only thing with persistance is Gold, it makes the world go
(Murderer) Who is this man she saw This monster without a face Blew in like a storm Laid a soul to waste (Assassin, murderer, monster) Marni, I need
PAVI: Ladies, Gentlemen! Signore, Signori! LUIGI: Don't you dare touch your TV ROTTI: Tonight's Genetic Opera is the place to be! AMBER: GeneCo! GeneCo
Nathan: Dear Marni, I am so sorry Can you forgive me for this... ? Rotti: Not the Debt Doctor with the hungry scalpel! Here's my prognosis, will they
Girls: I can feel nothing at all (x2) Grave robber: Drug market Submarket Sometimes, i wonder why i ever got in. Blood market Love market Sometimes
Mourners: Things you see in a graveyard... Things you see in a graveyard... Rotti: Maggots! Vermin! They want the world for nothing. Commence your groveling
Didn't I tell you not to go out, didn't I? You did, you did Didn't I say the world was cruel, didn't I? You did, you did So tell me how this happened
We are the new breed We are the future We are the new breed We are the future We are immune to life itself Cold rules of reality We are immune to life
I'm talking to you niggas on the north, south, east and west Fuck with Mally G and get a hole in your chest I'm droping antosiastic metaphoric-type lines
