Tankard
Album • 1994
Democratic nations continue executing muredreres Innocents youths and victims of racist justice. The death penalty doesn't deter Doesn't satisfy, doesn't add up - all is does is kill I feel the noose get tight Feel the injection needle The gas is choking me O god, my flesh is burning I'm alone in a cell, doctor checked, I'm alive and well Got a lunch a la carte, 'cos tonight I'm going to hell Four long years they've been killing me Every day hope and desperation Will it be today? Did I get a stay? I'm guilty...does it help to pray...no, no, I'm innocent Death penalty On death row, I'm death but still alive Death penalty What is it like, when every day's your last? Manis, crazy, wired, hopeless, crying, tired Prison personel always wear a smile Priest tells me "Son, this is a best way" If God's love then why crucify? Blinded by the flesh of the media A final portrait of the beast before the slaughter's one Death penalty On death row, I'm death but still alive Death penalty What is it like, when every day's your last? Manis, crazy, wired, hopeless, crying, tired Prison personel always wear a smile Shaven clean, electrodes sucked tight Want to scream, but I'm paralyzed Electricity tearing through my veins The path is ripping me apart, but I'm not dead just yet Death penalty On death row, I'm death but still alive Death penalty What is it like, when every day's your last? Manis, crazy, wired, hopeless, crying, tired Prison personel always wear a smile Death penalty On death row, I'm death but still alive You don't now what is like, when every day's death penalty
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
Nine o'clock on channel six Get the beer and get the chips Death is live opon the screen It's reality TV! New disasters! Don't you miss All the details - we'll be back right after this Poisoned children just for you, perverts giving interviews Rapists do it on the air, sponsored by cosmetic care Television's your evil eye - cables sputing filthy crud Television is a pig sty - wallowing in real life mud Television's your evil eye - wanking off to sex and blood On patrol with cameras Gonna make some victims stars TV vamps, for blood we thirst Help that man, but shoot him first Moving pictures full of pain Voyeurism - wet your ass and fry your brain Zoom in on the pile of death, close-up of the smashed - in head Interview the relatives, pay them cash for wet - hot tears Television's your evil eye - cables sputing filthy crud Television is a pig sty - wallowing in real life mud Television's your evil eye - wanking off to sex and blood Should there be a day of peace We've our something up to sleeves Our "assistant" will commit Any shit to land a hit Want to be on live TV? Send a postcard, we'll take care of it, you will see Television's your evil eye - cables sputing filthy crud Television is a pig sty - wallowing in real life mud Television's your evil eye - wanking off to sex and blood
You tell me everything has be a lie Words like a knife they cut and something dies Years are destroyed in a day - I'm betrayed Don't even know what to say - I'm betrayed I'm full of anger and pain - I'm betrayed You're turning love into hate - I'm betrayed Why were you messing 'round with other guys? You cold have told me you're not satisfied All this time you were deceiving me Now there's dirt on all my memories So many words and feelings insincere So disappointed I could almost cry Years are destroyed in a day - I'm betrayed Don't even know what to say - I'm betrayed I'm full of anger and pain - I'm betrayed You're turning love into hate - I'm betrayed I just can't understand what happened here I can't believe you lied so many tears Why oh why did you go on like this Fooling me with one more poisoned kiss I'm dead and empty now. To hurt to fell You've taken everything, now go away!!! Years are destroyed in a day - I'm betrayed Don't even know what to say - I'm betrayed I'm full of anger and pain - I'm betrayed You're turning love into hate - I'm betrayed
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Nation by nation Like measles on the map Sprouting in all directions From Mother Russia's lap The dream of independence Seeking identify As the old orders crumble But you must learn to see Greatness! Raise the flag Show your kids now proud it flies This, my son, is God's own country For its honour you must die We are the chosen ones This blood and soil is sacred We above the rest Nation over nation: myth of supremacy People over people: chauvinist bigotry Nation over nation: calls for hate, envy and war Chaos and damnation: nation over nation Power is the key That's behind the rhetoric Patriotic anesthetic Blinded crowds fall for the trick Parades and uniforms Masking internal crisis Afterming foreign threats Nation over nation: myth of supremacy People over people: chauvinist bigotry Nation over nation: calls for hate, envy and war Chaos and damnation: nation over nation Ethnic manipulation The curse of racial pride Abuse by powermongers Commiting genocide "Nation" is a scheme giving power to elites ideology concealing exploitation and deceit We are the chosen ones This blood and soil is sacred We above the rest Nation over nation: myth of supremacy People over people: chauvinist bigotry Nation over nation: calls for hate, envy and war Chaos and damnation: nation over nation
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
Inner city Frankfurt, money rules the day But the criminal guys and the white powder rule the night The innocent are crying, the helpless and the blind Are overrun by the right - shallow - minded fools So tell me now, now can you watch the news As a man gets killed in front of your front door? Call for the police, call for the lawyer In the end the days of the gun will change your life Slowly creeps the crature of violence and corruption Turning the town into a white - washed mafia area The rich are getting richer, the poor lose their homes But as long as your cars are clean, just don't worry about it So tell me how, how can you be amused As a woman is raped in the dark in your backyard Call for your wife, call for your mother In the end the days of the gun will change your life So tell me now, now can you watch the news As a man gets killed in front of your front door? Pray to heaven, pay for the church In the end the days of the gun will change your life Call for your wife, call for your mother Call for the police, call for the lawyer...
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
You're death is what I need Fighting for deliverance, fighting in the night Try to be dead! Try to be wrong! You're pain my evil creed Fighting for the instruments, fighting metal Gods Pray to be dead! Pray for the breed! Oh my lord, see the light of the sun Kill your mother, oh my lord, kill your son Turn it all around Tear it up I wanna die Suck my blood to make me cry Satan's frying my brain Dying for the overkill, dying for my death Fear what I say! Hear it today! No way to suck up Stick it in your face, do it for the pain My satan song! Is not so long! Feel the death of your brain, oh my god Going crazy in your mind, baby stop Turn it all around Tear it up I wanna die Suck my blood to make me cry You're death is what I need Fighting for deliverance, fighting in the night Try to be dead! Try to be wrong! You're pain my evil creed Fighting for the instruments, fighting metal Gods Pray to be dead! Pray for the breed! Oh my lord, see the light of the sun Kill your mother, oh my lord, kill your son Turn it all around Tear it up I wanna die Suck my blood to make me cry
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
Every day I'm a slave to the grind Think I'm loosing my mind 9 to 5 ain't mu kind of routine Ain't nobody's machine Boss says: think of the future But what about today? 'Cos if I die tomorrow There ain't no time to waste I'm leaving I'm doing my own thing I'll do it...on my own Wanna feel I'm alive, I'm a man Gonna do all I can Gonna try til I get what I need Never give ups my creed Make up your mind and do it And feel you're wild at heart Life is to short to worry You've got to make a start Up from zero - to where I wanna be No one's hero - I do it just for me Up from zero - it may be hard to do No one's hero - but you can make it too Outta work, outta cash, outta booze But I won't sing no blues Gonna play, gonna will, wanna bet? Don't you think I'm done yet When bad luck gets me down, hey I'll just get up again No room for desperation 'Cos I like happy ends I'll rise up Show you what I can take I'll make it...check it out Doesn't help to complain about your fate Cos there ain't no escape What you do is you put up a fight Get a grip, set things right When she starts getting nasty Look fortune in the eye She will smile down upon you If you just really try Up from zero - to where I wanna be No one's hero - I do it just for me Up from zero - it may be hard to do No one's hero - but you can make it too Every day I'm a slave to the grind Think I'm loosing my mind 9 to 5 ain't mu kind of routine Ain't nobody's machine Boss says: think of the future But what about today? 'Cos if I die tomorrow There ain't no time to waste I'm leaving I'm doing my own thing I'll do it...on my own Wanna feel I'm alive, I'm a man Gonna do all I can Gonna try til I get what I need Never give ups my creed Make up your mind and do it And feel you're wild at heart Life is to short to worry You've got to make a start Up from zero - to where I wanna be No one's hero - I do it just for me Up from zero - it may be hard to do No one's hero - but you can make it too
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
My next-door neighbor An unassuming man White picket fences Respected citizen In the darkness of hidden passion In the place that's kept out of view Raping his teenage daughter softly whispering "I love you" Look inside: you may find your own de Sade Thinks you hide, here behind the clean facade Two-faced creatures - prisoners of the twilight zone Changing features - contradiction to the bone Never see eye to eye Double talk, too many lies Hypocrites all the way Doing as we do not see A loving father In camouflage concealed Slaughtering babies Because their enemies Butchering in the name of justice Genocide in the name of peace "Civilizations" built on blood and bones, when will it cease? Look inside: do you now your borderline? Does your self drive a shiver up your spine? Two-faced creatures - prisoners of the twilight zone Changing features - contradiction to the bone Never see eye to eye Double talk, too many lies Hypocrites all the way Doing as we do not see Our politicians Leader in wisdom donned Preach to the masses And every time they're conned Slve to greed and servants to power But the words are honest and pure The kings of two-facedness reign undisputted and secure Look inside: would you do it just the same? What's to hide, everbody plays the game Two-faced creatures - prisoners of the twilight zone Changing features - contradiction to the bone Never see eye to eye Double talk, too many lies Hypocrites all the way Doing as we do not see
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
Ich brauch meinen Suff wie der Spieße den Puff Ich brauch meinen Suff wie der Spieße den Puff Frühestens ab 2 Promill weiß ich, was ich wirklich will dann erst seh ich richtig klar und scheiß auf das, was vorher war Mit dem kalten Bier im Blut kann ich mit jeder wirklich gut Besoffen auf dem Damenklo ist jede wie Brigitte Bardot Ich brauch meinen Suff wie der Spieße den Puff Ich brauch meinen Suff wie der Spieße den Puff Ich brauch meinen Suff wie der Spieße den Puff Ich brauch meinen Suff wie der Spieße den Puff Was heißt hier morgen? Lächerlich! Die Arbeit läuft auch ohne mich Ich probier jetzt noch die Kleine aus ich geh nicht ohne Bums nach Haus Zu vollem Trank brauch ich noch was und die, die mach ich heut noch nass und wems nicht passt, der kann jetzt gehen ich lass jetzt mal die Welt sich drehen, oh ja Frühestens ab 2 Promill weiß ich, was ich wirklich will dann erst seh ich richtig klar und scheiß auf das, was vorher war Mit dem kalten Bier im Blut kann ich mit jeder wirklich gut Besoffen auf dem Damenklo ist jede wie Brigitte Bardot Ich brauch meinen Suff wie der Spieße den Puff Ich brauch meinen Suff Wie der Spieße den Puff
Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 09, 2025
They told us, everything is under control They told us, there would be no conflict They told us, they would protect us But the company lied! They took our minds and threw them into the matrix-war As a part of the machine, entering the cyberworld, There was only one thought left in our heads To kill! Voltage rushing into my head The circuitry - synapse snap My brain is tuning to a different wave This mem'ry's nothing but a data save Virtual reality Oozing out of my PC No dividing line Terrible sublime C'mon, cyber yourself away - it's the real thing C'mon, what we you be today - loose the feeling C'mon, cyber yourself away - minds are reeling For real Cyber city, I'm on patrol My laser gun takes its toll Among the vermin that is swarming the streets With two more kills this mission is complete More than just a game I'm in Rushing of adrenaline I'm a real man here And I know no fear C'mon, cyber yourself away - it's the real thing C'mon, what we you be today - loose the feeling C'mon, cyber yourself away - minds are reeling For real Final level, mega-effects I'm breaking down, nerves are wrecked Enemy fire has me nearly dead Final assault, a bullet hits my fead One last thing I perceive Is the streets in wich I live Bodies all around Then I hit the ground C'mon, cyber yourself away - it's the real thing C'mon, what we you be today - loose the feeling C'mon, cyber yourself away - minds are reeling For real
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
Hometown, the giant village, big time but little soul Up! Up! Skyscraper city, business and finance rule Yuppies make the day Homebodys take the night Thugs, drugs, sheer desperation, the streets are full or stripe Mass life, massive aggression, this place is modern life Hey! FFM! You are kinda crazy, living here has ots own style Hey! FFM! No time for relaxing, on the edge but never dull Old ways, still you can find them: weird chesse and apple brew Old folks, talking the old tongue, tradition coming through Sports black - and white Eintracht - we unite Pubs close, just like a curfew, we told you in a song Hick town, but always trying to be a metropolis Hey! FFM! You are kinda crazy, living here has ots own style Hey! FFM! No time for relaxing, on the edge but never dull Hometown, the giant village, big time but little soul Up! Up! Skyscraper city, business and finance rule Yuppies make the day Homebodys take the night Thugs, drugs, sheer desperation, the streets are full or stripe Mass life, massive aggression, this place is modern life Hey! FFM! You are kinda crazy, living here has ots own style Hey! FFM! No time for relaxing, on the edge but never dull
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
I was born in "Dirty Town", early heard the heavy sound Of pounding drums and loud guitars on the radio My mama always said to me "Boy it's time for you to see Life is work, in fourty years you'll be a lucky man" But I was smart and I qiut school, started smoking, breaking rules Bought myself a use guitar in a "Second hand" My clever brain said "Well Jimmy, you are born to be free Let the others suck your dick, you're gonna be a star" Here I go, no more sorrows Sex, drugs, rock'n'roll is all I want I just piss on hell and heaven Meet me on the road, let's have some fun Fame and money, chart-success, never had a shortage of Girls, who scared the back of my Firebird T. My manager just said to me "Boy it's time for you to see Crazy people don't live long, learn self-control" I drew my 45 and shot the bastard right between the eyes They sentenced me to fourty years, but I didn't care My record company was quick and fired me, eat some shit Are you gonna go my way or follow the blind Here I go, no more sorrows Sex, drugs, rock'n'roll is all I want I just piss on hell and heaven Meet me on the road, let's have some fun I ran away, escape the law, beware the lonesome rider No home, no hope, no alcohol; I'm back on the streets And then the devil said to me "Boy it's time for you to see That you're doing well, on the highway to hell The scales were falling from my eyes, I would have to change my life Now I understood and knew what to do I cut my hair and bought myself a noble suit and silken tie And all the things I did before are legal and okay Here I go, no more sorrows Sex, drugs, rock'n'roll is all I want I just piss on hell and heaven Meet me on the road, let's have some fun
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
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