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All advertising proceeds are used to maintain its servers. Add to Favorites. Reality is more cruel than fiction It is beyond all imagination Hate is a reality And violence a sin Don't run in the face of the enemy Because it comes from within Don't pass over it silence Cause it's a matter of consciousness War is a reality And torture a friend Our lyrics are pleasant Compared to the end Evidence of abominations Open your eyes It's an actual fact Existence of abominations Don't close your eyes It's time to react Indifference is your excuse And ignorance your refuge The face of the evidence Is as sad as your true.
The meaning of words comes from within The gift of life is death in the end Infinite enemies and forgotten friends Experiences is wisdom A law you cannot bend From up and above and down below Religion is money Just part of the show Innocence at birth for all that it's worth Baptized in corruption On the road to humanity Given to Adam this present from Eve Eternal damnation is the form of a seed In order to lie you must believe To be like the Found Love (Deep Twisted Junkie Dub) - Joi Cardwell - Found Love you have to deceive To steal from another is a brother in need To give all you've got, just to bleed Written on paper Etched in stone, histories of life And futures unknown Time is your mother Innocence at birth for all that it's worth Baptized in decadence For total self destruction.
Excorcize them from evil They're possessed by the devil Mortify their flesh, save their souls They must atone for their faults, what is written must be told Deliver these hereticts, from a life of sin Court is in session, shall we begin Save them from eternal damnation Purify them for the resurrection They've yielded to the tempation of the snake These evil doers must be burnt at the stake They're under the influence of a fallen angel Cast him out for god's sake Mortify their flesh, save their soul's Brand them with an iron, until they beg their pardon Stigmatize their bodies, until they cry for mercy Torment them forever, in the name of god Mortify their flesh, pray for their souls Crush every bone, until all is told Mortify their flesh, god rest their soul Spill their blood to gain control The flesh is weak, and the spirit too I reign supreme, over millions like you JAvais Vingt Ans - Tino Rossi - Disque DOr - Tino Rossi -- Gatefold the name, and the glory of god Your serve unto me, drink from my cup.
I want to leave here, before it's too late Open my arms and embrace my fate Rocked in the cradle, and then Drowned in hell's lake When I go the earth will shake Into the darkness! I thrust my sword Frank Sinatra - Strangers In The Night curse at you! Almighty lord I'm the forgotten one, who has no name The bastard son, who feels no pain One of four, one of a kind One of those, lost in time I've taken too much of this, and drank Too much of that I'll vomit it all up, and we'll all take a bath I crap on your systems and your faces The difference Full Frontal Assault - Massacra - Signs Of The Decline right and the knowledge of wrong Are the lessons you know, when you're dead and gone Feeling of pleasure and feelings of pain Are the sensations, just part of the game Into the darkness!
Thrust my sword I come to thee! Almighty lord Like a switch a blade that knows where to go I'll spill your blood, and demand some more. Unceasing deforestation Atmospheric desintegration Excessive proliferation Parastic civilization Chemical factories, industries of death Nuclear waste, noxious gas, pesticide Destruction of the seas, disintegration of the ground Ecological disaster Air pollution, slow contamination And acid rains, corrosive death The green house effect And the ozone depletion Threaten life with extinction Sign of the times See the hardbingers of doom The die is cast See the digns of the decline Politicians, governmental assholes Obsessed by money and by their power Greediness, reflection of their minds Stupidity of the human race Now you see the consequences Irradiation, malformations, food piosoning Breathing and skin disease Multiple cancers, psychological troubles Day by day Irreparable for centuries to come The die is cast See the signs of the decline You must pay Irreversible process Was it the price of progress.
No love, absolute hatred Civilization in regression The human race was born to make war To hate each other The nature only made one mistake to Give intelligence to human being Mutual assured destruction Civilization in regression Devasting reign in the cause of god Kingdome of Say What - Erasure - Wonderland, madmen Full Frontal Assault - Massacra - Signs Of The Decline command People die by torture and pain Rotting eyes, scorchung flesh, decapitation I'm under the impression to live an eternal nightmare The world seems to be in a hopeless situation Men like fighting and have no fear Men feel no shame, they're hunger for power Distorting truth, religion of the lie No one trust no one Mutual assured destruction Civilization in regression Absolute rage, racial extermination See them Oh Lonesome Me - Johnny Cash - Johnny Cash watch them die There's no heaven but just hell called Planet earth I hope the end is near We have to be exterminated I wish I could do it and them kill myself That's the ultimate solution I just can't wait for that day.
The gathering smell of rotteness Is cutting through my brain Slicing up my friends And then killing the pain Gathered here together for our final day Never ending strain Fighting tooth and nail Short on munitions The say "War is hell" Slaughtered for the objective In the thick of the battle Going on an onslaught In a desperate struggle Blind suicide, pain and suffering On the other side There is no reason why In this viscious circle Surely one will die War cry fix bayonets In the face of death No time for regrets The brunt of the attack Full frontal assault Suicidal rampage Families!
Corpses strewn upon the battle fields Memories! Full Frontal Assault - Massacra - Signs Of The Decline old wound never heals The gathering smell of rotteness Is cutting through my brain Slicing up my friends And then killing the pain Gathered here together for our final day Political corrupts and hypocrites And fanatical religiousness Commit us to die for who's country?
So who is the real enemy Puppet's and leader's And pawn's in the game Victim's of the high command Sacrificed in vain Full frontal assault Suicidal rampage Life is to serious to take seriously "Greg Conan".