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Vio-lence




Альбом Vio-lence



1988
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Reality slipping and your mind is caving in
Submitting to the web that you constantly spin
It's over the edge with the straightjacket on
It's dragging you down to the world you belong

The hell in your mind that you will always see
A nightmare of terror, planted eternally
Dead space in your head, there can be no escape
Reality you see, an image, just a fake

Insomnia drives, drives you out of your head
Don't lose consciousness while lying in bed
Looking in from the outside and tightening your grip
Death sickening laughter that's beginning to rip

Your eyelids fall and they take you again
Eternal nightmare and your horror begins
Your head is filled with nothing but fear
It has you locked down, comatoses is here

I've drank the blood - THAT DEAD SOULS HAVE CRIED
I cursed the devil - THEN WATCHED HIM DIE
I'm the one - THAT THE SINNERS SEEK
Well I'm your master - NOW DON'T YOU SEE

I've drank the blood - THAT DEAD SOULS HAVE CRIED
I cursed the devil - THEN WATCHED HIM DIE
I'm the one - THAT THE SINNERS SEEK
Well I'm your master - NOW DON'T YOU SEE

Now to you I come a calling
Reaching for your mind I'm drawing
Thoughts of freedom, see them crawling
Eternal nightmare, I'm clawing

So next time that you fall asleep
And let your thought start running deep
Remember you're the ones I choose
Eternal nightmare, I never lose

Calling
You come a calling
My laughter's mauling
Eternally I rule your mind
Constricting
Your thoughts constricting
Your mind is sickening
And they're the ones
I loved to feed on the most of all

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I've tasted
The thrill of a kill
The thrill of my victims
I'm crushing
Destroying their will

Demented
A figure of speech
My mind is lost eternally
Out of my reach

Richard
In your glass case
Stand to be judged, their deaths
Written there all over your face

Ted
A twelve year old
Your body should rot out in public
For women you've killed

Run for your life
I'm the serial killer
I've come to bury you today
No family, no funeral, no rosaries for
Slain on this hillside

My silent grave!
My silent grave!
My silent grave!
That's where you lay!

Run for your life
I'm the serial killer
I've come to bury you today
No family, no funeral, no rosaries for
Slain on this hillside

My silent grave!
My silent grave!
My silent grave!
That's where you lay!

Buried
Dead bodies behind
Their last words are still etched
Clearly into his mind

Driven
Possessed by a will
A will that takes over
And drives him out for the kill

Submit
Submit to me now
He screams out in anger
Bloody thristy, as you cower down

It's time
He raises the blade
You cry out to God
For your innocent life to be saved

Run for your life
I'm the serial killer
I've come to bury you today
No family, no funeral, no rosaries for
Slain on this hillside

My silent grave!
My silent grave!
My silent grave!
That's where you lay!

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Restricted patient
Or so they say
I choose to stay here, phobic fears
Nerve endings eaten away
I'm out of touch
With all in sight
Don't close my eyes
I fear that death
Will come collecting tonight

Distracted ruins
Oh can't you see?
I'm nervous, frightened,
Tormented by everything
You'll never know
Just what it's like
You can't imagine
What's disturbing,
What is eating my mind

In constant paranoia
Keeps me looking over my shoulder
I'm hiding 'til the fear is over
Running down the street
I'll never look to see just what it might be

That I fear so much
In my life,
Or in my death

Doctor, help me
At any cost
Please make it go away
Before I am totally lost
Inside a shell and locked away
No fear can touch me
When I scream,
None can hear what I say

But is it gone, or did it stay?
My phobophobic thoughts
God, will they ever go away?
And leave me be, I doubt they will
The disease of fear has got me
And it's in for the kill

The fracture of my mind
It will destroy me slowly
In the end, I lay there breathless
Six feet under, dirt will cover
The headstone reads
His was a frantic mind,
Less human being
Destroyed by fear
Of everything that could be

I've witnessed fear
For all it's worth
I can't imagine someone
Causing its own birth
The human hell
Or so we say
But is it fear the only
Thing that we are prey?

In life, not death
Define to me
A state of coldness life
Where I can be free
Of mortal choice
Burden of life
A questioned fate of fear
Or am I to die?

I've seen now some of what
I've done done
A disease now once delivered
On those poor souls I pressure on
Unearthly cold they shiver
Insertion of fear a blood lacing tear
I draw from cowards breaking
Psychiatrists I tie in knots
This mind in fear is taken...

Doctor, help me
At any cost
Please make it go away
Before I am totally lost
Inside a shell and locked away
No fear can touch me
When I scream,
None can hear what I say

But is it gone, or did it stay?
My phobophobic thoughts
God, will they ever go away?
And leave me be, I doubt they will
The disease of fear has got me
And it's in for the kill

The fracture of my mind
It will destroy me slowly
In the end, I lay there breathless
Six feet under, dirt will cover
The headstone reads
His was a frantic mind,
Less human being
Destroyed by fear
Of everything that could be

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Calm collector of the waste
I've come for the dead
Cold my feelings cannot be traced
There's no need, no patients for there
Muttering words, they are so few and forgotten
So please do spare me
This ain't a church and I ain't no priest
So save it for the funeral to be

Slice incision split your chest open autopsy
Precise my thoughts they cannot be broken
when brain-probing
I'm calling out for the next cadaver
son't delay, no corpse decay
And be swift, be quick with the scalpel
This man is dead, he's got only hell to pay

(Chorus)
An open-casket funeral for all to see
The body staring at you, carcass of seams
Our hat's off to ya, coroner, a job well done
the grieving proud of their funeral-faced son.

Accidents just waiting to happen tragically
Unstable mind's continuously snapping on society
Now I'm just here, a product of the country
I'm dealing with the mess that surrounds me
And you can see me on your public TV
Sports jacket, cool tie, and wheeling out the body

(CHORUS)

Distorted features as I picked him off the road
His body mangled, it took ten hours for me to sew together
Perfectly stitched sutured and closed
And staring through glass eyes
Just one more step for mother dear
Her first glance she looks and crys

CORONER CORONER - Pulse stops
CORONER CORONER - You must call him
CORONER CORONER - Deal in rot
CORONER CORONER - Coroner Collect!

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The needing of needles, prick my skin
Cold blood is boiling, start the binge

Aggressive injection, the track marks run
Intended supression, finale has begun

COLD DEATH - awaits me now
INFECT - dissect my brain devoured

I'm needing another shot to please
My poison my life-line, it drops me to my knees

INJECT
ADDICTION
Straight to my jugular vein

TO WITHDRAWAL
I CAN'T TAKE
I NEED MORE
Please shoot me up, numb the pain

No dimebags
No quaters
I'll take the gram

The heroin
Quick fix
A mainline slam

Speed ball
It's rolling
Turns all the time

Injesting
Infesting
It infiltrates my mind

QUICK PULSE
My heart can't take

POUNDING
Surrounding all my veins

I'm nauseous
And playing the basket case

Die slowly
Die painful
On my strung-out face

TO INJECT
ADDICTION
INFECTION

Straight to my jugular vein

TO WITHDRAWAL
I CAN'T TAKE
I NEED MORE

Please shoot me up, numb the pain

Hello world, I'm your residential drug pusher
You kids, they buy from me
Base of coke, a slam of seed
They know I've got the cure

Just a punk, I'm untouchable by the law
Court room catastrophe
A simple slap upon my wrist
And then they set me free

Body cold I pound away on his chest in fear
Empty lungs, a cardiac arrest is evidently clear
No one told me that these drugs I take would kill
They just front away and then send you the bill

Cold displeasured face
Look of pain, look of waste
I'e seen the damages done
Too many times I've witnessed, I've witnessed it run

Run through your veins alive
Feeding on your mind
Controlling you from inside

No longer with us now
Pusher's voice it calls you, cower now

Come with me child, child of fate
A shot to numb your feelings

Embrace this death, a quick passage
Your pulse hits the ceiling

No need for ties, no ties to life
The life you've left to linger

It was your choice
So hold your voice
And don't point your finger

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Up for the dead
Blood-thirsty rulers are bred
Rising up their dreams of hell
Are waiting for you
Their words will cut you in two

KILLING - HE JUST KEEPS KILLING

"Save us," they're screaming
As death's hand is weaving
Stitching, quickly killing all
For reasons unknown
They quickly slice to the bone

BLEEDING - THEY JUST KEEP BLEEDING

This power stripe upon my arm
Is what my world is running on
So hide your head or join the dead
A place you all will soon be led

Come with me child, I'll do you no harm
As I violently am clenching her arm

There is no stopping
The bodies are rotting
Piling up the graves a mass
Are waiting to spew - they're being dug out for you

DYING - THEY JUST KEEP DYING

Their cynical laughter
Is what we are after
Coming from the mouth of hell
Is turning to dust
Their cities crumble in rust

BODIES - THEY'RE JUST DEAD BODIES

This power stripe upon my arm
Is what my world is running on
So hide your head or join the dead
A place you all will soon be led

Come with me child, I'll do you no harm
As I violently am clenching her arm

Gasoline injection into the vein
Starvation, millions of dead are on their way
We could really care less for your lives
We'll gas you, shoot you, stab you with a knife
And if you think you're going to escape
We'll cut you down, like weeds at the gate
Laughing at you loudly as you die


Your wounds bleed profusely, say goodbye
Goodbye!

They dictate and you live your lives

BODIES ON BODIES

A stagnant state, a stench of hell

BODIES ON BODIES

A place of death - for you!

These dying people
Screaming for their lives
Sadistic killers
Ignoring all their cries

Ruling party
You will see their death
Millions of souls
You have taken their breath

Science projects, should we kill the rest?
Tell us quickly, which way's the best?

In the end you will be no more
Your nation crumbling, slam the door

BODIES ON BODIES ON BODIES ON BODIES

Massive graves retain their stench

BODIES ON BODIES ON BODIES ON BODIES

Lifeless skeletons wear their flesh

(repeat)

They dictate and you live your lives

BODIES ON BODIES

Never leaving until you die

BODIES ON BODIES

A stagnant state, a stench of hell

BODIES ON BODIES

A place of death - for you!

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I am a Presidential toy
And I am Government employed
In their game of death I never lose

And when I'm told to do a task
No questions I will ask
Just show me his file and rid that commie dead

KILL ON COMMAND
KILL ON COMMAND

I will shoot from a distance
It will kill you in an instant
Not a drop of blood on my suit

If I see you blink your eye
Then surely you will die
I'll be there and gone before you even twitch

KILL ON COMMAND
KILL ON COMMAND

The blood I love the most
Is from terrorists who boast
Of their car bombs when our bombs
Are bouncing off their heads

With my crosshatch on his chest
You could probably guess the rest
When you see his lifeless body hit the street

KILL ON COMMAND
KILL ON COMMAND

When I terminate these assholes
And then bury them in deep holes
I'm rewarded highly by my Government

Yes my job I love to do
And I'm doing it for you
Killing for money it ain't a shame

KILL ON COMMAND
KILL ON COMMAND

I shed no tears for the buried ones
The ones I lay to rest
Don't ever question why I kill
Just know I do my best

A million dollar - PAYCHECK
I pull the trigger - BLOODSHED
The bullet rips through - YOUR HEAD

I've killed so many - TIMES BEFORE
I've watched the bodies - HIT THE FLOOR
I'm always needing - WANTING MORE

I've dealt out death - SO MANY TIMES
Only one thing running - THROUGH MY MIND
Money, money, money, money - MONEY

So when the file's being - PULLED ON YOU
I tell you what you're - GONNA DO
Stand still and make my job a little easier!

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