Turbo
Album • 1989
Imagine that you have fire in the throat You hear voices of death You have leprous soul attacked by Evil - you die And you die And you die SALVATOR MUNDI SALVA NOS Your body is falling down to the gutter Down to the gutter - atrocity A bad card like a false information You're giving from hand to hand, Mouth to mouth, Brain to brain, SALVATOR MUNDI SALVA NOS Don't forget that The sting of death - sin Has attacked us - has to kill us! EPIDEMIC! Your body will turn in to ashes Don't want to save your soul You don't remember - remember that The sting of death Is a sin, Is a sin, Is a sin!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
Can you see her now? Vile as a snake, She hems you in Yes! You are all hers, All over you feel her touch! AIDS - sweet lips of death AIDS AIDS Who dared to call her To bring her in - and ring the bell Death has come as well From far away To get your skin, Who Who has rung the bell! Who dared to call! You don't really know If it's a day or it's a night When she comes at last Possessing you And bliss will manage that you'll be hers!
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
Booze is destruction, I cannot quit, were I to rot The days of losing I'll leave behind me Leave 'em in the ocean of tears, And here you've got me! You've dug up my must Yes, I will drink till I bite the dust But I tell you: Fight! Look, I've lost, it could be otherwise You've got your chance So fight and throw your dice. Tradition is knocking me down I talk about Poland and pass the bottle around Visions and vodka taste Don't say NO! When I say YES!
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
When time throws its loop on your neck You'll feel that life's just a sec DAY DAY DAY - you're burning away Before you manage to turn around Life'll pass like a dream - the past will never be found You feel the end of your days is at hand The end of your days is at hand At hand At hand! Day by day you're nearing the end Day by day you're burning away, Night and day White and black War and peace Life and death.
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Darkness and bewilderment World's gone crazy, that's the end Save me please from the flames of hell Here's the woman which the scale A blind angel - pray for her Madness that results from indecision Crazy world Save me please Crazy world Adolescent prostitutes For a dollar, shot a booze Suffer the disgrace of their bodies World of anonymous crime Furtive killing moves of mines Tons of lies are daily storming at my ears Every day I flood of human tears
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
It's your face Burnt by the glaring sun On the trodden streets - your rage. All your dreams Sunken in the atom ruination Sing your songs of tears The first blow To destroy your precious life The accomplished move - it's you - Go ahead Try to stop with desperate screaming The scheme of dumb heard, Sing your song! Rush ahead Blinded by the glaring sun You can feel the pain - it's you - You'll fall down Sunken in the atom ruination Sing your song of tears!
Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 11, 2025
In the midst of the night A nuclear pile burns with glowing lights You are not alone. With the trembling hands You are touching a white breast Touching with your lips in a blazing kiss. Violence around you, clouds bring no rain Over the asphalt jungle - pleasure and pain! Wine of euphoria rules on the stage, Hunger condenses in painful rage. Pleasure Pleasure - if you want Bodies Bodies - if you want Pleasure Pleasure - if you want Color of breasts as you wish. The smile of pleasure Of half-naked dames - Standing there - nameless, with no traits And dates Their mocking smiles when they find You weak - You won't get anything just free.
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
A big city is awake again, Streets are full of life - are of pain, The starving hordes are waiting for Your fault Repulsive masses, repulsive mould! City! A lousy den of sorrow Persistent stench of trash The arms of destitution breed the Genes of aggression! City! A big city where evil thrives A great society and small individuals Voracious individuals, terror and fear If you're different - you're bound to die. A big city goes to sleep again Desolate the streets are glazing with rain, Tomorrow the smell of sorrow, Tomorrow the stench of trash Tomorrow...
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
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