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Grendel




Альбом Grendel



2004
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Dream
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Kurtz
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Got the whole world at your every demand
Got to get the gun extending your hand
Got to show the world who's master and slave
Got to prove your rights and someone's to pay
Got to finish the work that your father gave you
Got to spread the word, whatever you do
Got to hold that flag because pride is your game
Got to take the fools down into your shame

In fury I burn
And helplessly I stand
In this blinded world
Now tell me, will we ever learn?

Clandestine democracy
Global grip of tyranny

the Death Machine

Tomahawk diplomacy
Middle East depravity

the Death Machine

Got to get that land filled with that black gold
Got to get your way, even if it's your fault
Got to show the world who's got the last say
Got to prove your rights and someone's to pay
Got to finish the work that your father gave you
Got to spread the word, whatever you do
Got to hold that flag cause pride is your game
Got to take the fools down into your grave

In fury I burn
And helplessly I stand
In this blinded world
Now tell me, will we ever learn?

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Falling in madness, you wreak of despair
Calling for spirits to take all your cares
The guilt that you burden, the hate that you breathe
Your lord's now your scapegoat for your shameful deeds

Scream in despair for your own soul - You're crucified
Scream in despair for your own soul - You're crucified

Crucified for your condemnations
You were in vain, your actions cold
Crucified for your accusations
You were in vain, you shamed your 'lord'

Point at your saviour to covert your own will
Call in the faithful for the final kill
Shameful the spectre, your dick in your hand
The triumph, the power, your lord's word you sham

Scream in despair for your own soul - You're crucified
Scream in despair for your own soul - You're crucified

Crucified for your condemnations
You were in vain, your actions cold
Crucified for your accusations
You were in vain, you shamed your 'lord'

Distinguish the border of heaven and hell
Now forging the axis to drop all your shells
The horror in actions, the glory profane
Just point at your saviour and scream out his name

Scream in despair for your own soul - You're crucified
Scream in despair for your own soul - You're crucified

Crucified for your condemnations
You were in vain, your actions cold
Crucified for your accusations
You were in vain, you shamed your 'lord'

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The verdict's spoken
No turning back, no better way
The truth is broken
No listening ear for you or me
The victims taken
Within the havoc that we see
It's not the heartbeat
It's what goes on inside of here

I'd take you down
Down into tears
To see your own
Controlled disease

Caught in delusion
This mass confusion
Left, right, the spectrum burns
Our lives they lie in flames
Caught in delusion
Cut-throat conclusions
Left, right, the splinters march
As we all burn in flames

A life is broken
Nothing but black, no sight is found
The truth is hopeless
No helping hand, no dying ground
A narrow vision
Decide for us, deny the strife
The anger burning
No wish for this, this isn't life

Believe this
It could be you, it could be me
Believe this
Even hell is sometimes a release
Believe this
It could be you, it could be me
Believe this
We cannot judge, we cannot see

Caught in delusion
This mass confusion
Left, right, the spectrum burns
Our lives lie in the flames
Caught in delusion
Cut-throat conclusions
Left, right, the splinters march
As we all burn in flames

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Unity constructing isolation
Conformity constructing tyranny
Bureaucracy and administration
A new cold wave of anxiety

Head high
March forth
Don't ask
Don't talk
Kneel down
Conform
Decay
Forlorn


Pax Psychosis is just a matter of time
With a cold steel logo pointing to the sky
Free burgers for you, once you've paid the price
Just take in those rules and never ever think twice

A new formed order - So you can sleep tight
Controlling forces - A covert genocide
Populist thinking - So you can rest your mind
Just like we've seen before - yet we ignore the eagle's cries

Head high
March forth
Don't ask
Don't talk
Kneel down
Conform
Decay
Forlorn

Pax Psychosis is just a matter of time
With a cold steel logo pointing to the sky
Free burgers for you, once you've paid the price
Just take in those rules and never ever think twice

Exchange your culture for a Disney smile
Constrict your view for a cheaper petrol mile
Exhume the shame we burden and turn upon the rest
Is this what you want? Is this what you request?

Head high
March forth
Don't ask
Don't talk
Kneel down
Conform
Decay
Forlorn

Pax Psychosis is just a matter of time
With a cold steel logo pointing to the sky
Free burgers for you, once you've paid the price
Just take in those rules and never ever think twice

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Dream

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have the toxins running through my rotten veins
You have delusions they're in your mind
Taking precautions prejudiced in every way
Forcing your judgement on people's lives

No one can save our souls from this
We persist to exist in this world of insanity
Time to resign, no peace in mind
But there is no clear exit
There is no right for prescription medicide

You sell the toxins running through our rotting veins
You have the fortune right by your side
Taking precautions wouldn't want to lose your gain
Forcing your bloodlust on all mankind

No one can save our souls from this
We persist to exist in this world of insanity
Time to resign, no peace in mind
But there is no clear exit
We need the right for prescription medicide

Those strange connections - running through your rotten brain
You have delusions - they're in your mind
Taking precautions - have to get all you can gain
Forcing your judgement - on people's lives

No one can save our souls from this
We persist to exist in this world of insanity
Time to resign, no peace in mind
But there is no clear exit
There's still no right for prescription medicide

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Social distortion, a result of reality
Mental abortion, no holding on to what you see
All love is empty, just got to hold it in your hands
Perverted actions, just living up to my demands

Don't walk away
I need you here, for ever more
Don't walk away
I'll keep you here, yeah that's for sure
Don't walk away
You were asleep, your head collapsed
Don't walk away
Oh what a scene, what a romance

Lured and drugged, but you can't remember
From June came forth this legacy
Soon to end in a cold November
The trophies call in my insanity

Constrict your limbs - your bleeding skin - my thrill comes on
Deface your dry bones - I wear your face - For my love is strong
Forever binding - We are as one - We are condemned
In this affection - There's only pain - There is no end

Don't walk away
I need you here, for ever more
Don't walk away
I'll keep you here, yeah that's for sure
Don't walk away
You were asleep, your head collapsed
Don't walk away
Oh what a scene, what a romance

Lured and drugged, but you can't remember
From June came forth this legacy
Soon to end in a cold November
The trophies call in my insanity

Don't say I'm falling - You wouldn't know what all this means
Don't say I'm stalling - No, no one knows and no one will
We are prepared to take the step that meets all needs
Your eyes stare blindly, just waiting for the final kill

Don't walk away
I need you here, for ever more
Don't walk away
I'll keep you here, yeah that's for sure
Don't walk away
You were asleep, your head collapsed
Don't walk away
Oh what a scene, what a romance

Lured and drugged, but you can't remember
From June came forth this legacy
Soon to end in a cold November

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From the tears I run
Broken emotions, a broken mind
This is the strife that grips me day and night
From all sense I fall
Into confusion, into my mind
Standing high and standing tall
But it's the smile that conceals these fatal flaws

I feel my mind as it slips away
With bursts inside my head
As Nausea rises inside of me
Like contorted angels I shudder in pain
With the syringe in my mouth again

Like the years, I come and go
From my fears I run
Broken emotions, a broken life
This is the strife that grips me day and night
From all sense I fall
Into addiction, into my mind
Standing high and standing tall
But it's the smile that conceals these fatal flaws

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Cot deaths emerging
Accidents and catastrophes
Houses are burning
Those loaded guns
These playful hands
Their wrists are bleeding
Onto kitchen floors
So bring forth all your dying daughters
So bring forth all your dying sons

Leave your children at the rotting garden
Hear them scream and hear them play
Leave your children at the rotting garden
A monument for all their latter days

The Rotting Garden

See them placed on benches
See them collapse and fold
Dead children floating
In the waters cold
See their flesh corroding
In the summer sun
So bring forth all your dying daughters
So bring forth all your dying sons

Leave your children at the rotting garden
Hear them scream and hear them play
Leave your children at the rotting garden
A monument for all their latter days

The Rotting Garden

Can you hear them screaming?
Can you hear them play?
There is no life round here
Only tears and remembering
Cold bones embrace the mud
Disappearing in the summer sun
So bring forth all your dying daughters
So bring forth all your dying sons

Leave your children at the rotting garden
Hear them scream and hear them play
Leave your children at the rotting garden
A monument for all their latter days

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Kurtz

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