Der große Träller und Lyric Thread

[saroman]

Is it so hard to satisfy your senses?
You found out to love me you have to climb some fences
Scratching and crawling along the floor to touch you
And just when it feels right you say you found someone to hold you
Does she like I do
Baby tell me does she love you like the way I love you
Does she stimulate you, attract and captivate you
Tell me does she miss you existing just to kiss you
Like the way I do
Tell me does she want you, infatuate and haunt you
Does she know just how to shock and electrify and rock you
Does she inject you, seduce you and affect you
Like the way I do
Like the way I do
Can I survive all the implications
Even if I tried could you be less than an addiction
Don't you think I know there's so many others
Who would beg steal and lie, fight, kill and die
Just to hold you, hold you like I do
Baby tell me does she love you like the way I love you
Does she stimulate you, attract and captivate you
Tell me does she miss you existing just to kiss you
Like the way I do
Tell me does she want you, infatuate and haunt you
Does she know just how to shock and electrify and rock you
Does she inject you, seduce you and affect you
Like the way I do
Oh, nobody loves you, like the way I do
Nobody wants you, like the way I do
Nobody needs you, like the way I do
Nobody aches, nobody aches just to hold you
Like the way I do
No, no, no
Tell me does she love you like the way I love you
Does she stimulate you, attract and captivate you
Tell me does she miss you, existing just to kiss you
Like the way I do
Oh, tell me does she want you, infatuate and haunt you
Does she know just how to shock and electrify and rock you
Does she inject you, seduce you and affect you, baby
Like the way I do
No, like the way I do
Oh, ho, yeah

 

[Panikpille]

Risin' up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
So many times, it happens too fast
You trade your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all with the eye of the tiger
Face to face, out in the heat
Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry
They stack the odds 'til we take to the street
For the kill with the skill to survive
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor…

 

[Tomatentöter]

Darkness
Imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell




*mitbrüll*

 

[Panikpille]

Darkness
Imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell




*mitbrüll*

"Left me with life in heeeeeeeeeeeell"

 

[Saypren_Shepard]

You answer to me

I am the thunder and the rain, the confusion and the pain
And when I leave, I will wash your wounds clean and leave them golden
I got the whole world swinging from the end of my chain
And I'm calling
I got your life in my hands and every debt will be paid
And I'm calling

Between the spark and the ember
You are smoke threading the wind

In time, all will return to me
In time, all find an end
You answer to me


I am the fight and the fury, gravity in all its glory
And when I come around, I bring the hammer of god down upon you
I got the whole world swinging from the end of my chain
And I'm calling
I got your life in my hands and every debt will be paid
And I'm calling, stop

Between the spark and the ember
You are smoke threading the wind

In time, all will return to me
In time, all find an end
In time, all will return to me
In time, you'll find no other way
You answer to me

I am the end and the beginning
I am the end and the beginning
I am forever
I am eternal and nothing stands against me
You answer to me
You answer to me
You answer to me

 

[Saypren_Shepard]

Hostility
Your leaders are now your enemies
They'll make America great again
Fuck no!
Let's make America hate again
Peace talks are off the table, it's time for violent action
Pushed to the brink, tell me what the fuck ya think would happen
Suffered through holy wars but now the fight is at our door
Natives are restless, we will not accept this
I dream of endless floods
Let freedom rain in buckets of blood
What will it take to be free
The only answer is hostility
Your leaders are now your enemies
They'll make America great again
Fuck no!
Let's make America hate again
I'm done with pacifism
You can't debate with demons
Burn down the house that betrays us
I want blood, I want chaos
More chaos, more chaos, more chaos
Let's make America hate again
The propaganda machine spills its patriotic puss in the streets
We lap it up, drunk on fantasy, you never practice what you preach
A servant's life is incomplete
What will it take to be free
I dream of endless floods
Let freedom rain in buckets of blood
I dream of endless floods
Let freedom rain in buckets of blood
Hostility
Your leaders are now your enemies
They'll make America great again
Fuck no!
Let's make America hate again
Let's make America hate again
Hostility
Your leaders are now your enemies
Hostility
Your leaders are now your enemies


Weils gerade einfach zu gut passt.....

 

[Tomatentöter]

Why do they always send the poor?

Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels
Victorious, victories kneel
For brand new spankin' deals
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers

You depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth

La, la la, la la, la la, la la

Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine

Kneeling roses disappearing
Into Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox
Stealing our intentions
Hangars sitting dripped in oil
Crying, "Freedom!"

Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth

La, la la, la la, la la, la la

Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine

Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine

Blast off. It's party time
And we don't live in a Fascist nation
Blast off. It's party time
And where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?

Kneeling roses disappearing
Into Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox
Stealing our intentions
Hangars sitting dripped in oil
Crying, "Freedom!"

Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

La, la la, la la, la la, la la

Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine

Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sun

Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?

Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
They always send the poor
They always send the poor

 

[The_Demon]

Remember the city lights
With friends by our side
Running streets wild
Chasing down all our dreams
Our fears cast aside

Laughing, rocking
Drinking, fighting
We felt so alive
The air electric
There was no stopping
Young hearts filled with drive

One more time
Let's light up the road
Feel the wind in our hair
Say the word
Name the time and the place
You know I will be there

Come, take me back
To the time
We were young and headstrong
Oh, take me back
To that place
Where I belong

They say you can never return
Those days are dead and gone
But we write our story
With guts and with glory
Our dreams live on

 

[Hex]

King of Kings, Lord of Lords
Mephorash

Woe is me!
For have I ever been an utter blindfolded seer.
For as I witnessed thine eyes of blazing fire,
Thou fury accede the lashing of sacral choirs.
My words so unworldly confined,
For thy fires of faith art ever fires of truth!
I see candlelit vapours,
Rising from his brow in blear shapes of royal garments like
Multitudes of crowns!
Many were they on his head and many they were rushing behind him!
They, The army of Eden, the wing clad reapers of YHVH (Yaweh).
For they are the voices in death's
Song, the grand roar of thousand woes.
A thousand wings
A thousand hooves
A thousand black halos alight
Come now all! Come now none!
Come now, ye 23 spawns of Helel Ben Sahar!
"Come gather together in for the great supper
Of god, so that you may eat the flesh of kings"
Now let them hear...
HALLELUJAH!
Honor his stature of blood drenched
Robes with lyrical art on his limbs.
FOR HE BE THE LORDS OF LORDS!
HALLELUJAH!
With a purging sword like a scepter he strives for dominion by nil.
FOR HE BE THE KING OF KINGS
HALLELUJAH!
His names are never to be spoken, by fashion of mortal tounge.
SHEM HA MEPHORASH!



Krass!

 

[Tomatentöter]

Der Gartenschlauch ist meistens glatt, er hat kein dickes Fell,
er ist auch nicht verheiratet, er ist asexuell.
Der Gartenschlauch ist meistens hohl und wenn man aufdreht voll
und trotzdem, wenn ein Dicker drauf steht, kommt nichts raus, na toll.

Heute gaga, morgen gaga, übermorgen auch.
Und wer ist immer gaga? Der Gagagaga-Gartenschlauch.

Der Gartenschlauch ist nicht aus Holz, nein so doof ist er nicht.
Er ist auch nicht aus Tee-Sieb-Stoff oder aus Glas, das bricht.
Der Gartenschlauch ist aufgerollt, auch er hat seinen Wagen.
Wenn jemand fragt: „Wo ist er denn?“, kann ich „Garage!“ sagen.

Heute gaga, morgen gaga, übermorgen auch.
Und wer ist immer gaga? Der Gagagaga-Gartenschlauch.

Der Gartenschlauch ist anspruchslos, man muss ihn niemals putzen.
Er lässt sich zweckentfremden, er lässt sich gern benutzen,
zum Beispiel auch als Spring- oder als Abschleppseil,
dann macht er sich ganz lang, und dann flucht jemand, weil:
Er ist leider gerissen, konnte man sich ja denken
also lass dir zum Geburtstag ein richtiges Abschleppseil schenken!

Heute gaga, morgen gaga, übermorgen auch.
Und wer ist immer gaga? Der Gagagaga-Gartenschlauch.

Man kann sich auch ein Stück von ihm abscheiden und
damit einen Heulton erzeugen.
Man kann ihn aber auch ganz lassen und ihn
ansehen und schweigen.

Heute gaga, morgen gaga, übermorgen auch.
Und wer ist immer gaga? Der Gagagaga-Gartenschlauch.

 

[Saypren_Shepard]

You suffer from a manufactured sickness and envy by design
Pre-calculated status and patterns of desire
Accumulation and adoration, built to feed your ostentation
Perpetually unsatisfied, but you never question why

So hang it on the wall of your golden cage
Tell yourself that it means something

Empty actions to fill the time
Commercial gods keep you in line
Industry and empire thrive
While you're dying for always more

Your endless hunger automated, industry defined
A systematic impulse, parametric lines
Subjugation and degradation the blueprint to your annihilation
Your assets personified, a product of the times

So hang a mirror on the wall of your golden cage
Tell yourself that you mean something

Empty actions to fill the time
Commercial gods keep you in line
Industry and empire thrive
While you're dying for always more
So you can't take it with you but you don't use it now
A shallow life to crush you, drive you into the ground
So scared to lose the nothings you acquire
Everything must fall, bones on a pyre

(So scared to lose it all
So scared to lose it all)
Always more
Always more
More and more and more

Empty actions to fill the time
Commercial gods keep you in line
Industry and empire thrive
While you're dying for always more
Always more

 

[Saypren_Shepard]

Life spent with lips on glass
Another hit, just one more blast
How long can you make it last?
Hit the pipe and vaporise
Feel the rush, so energised
Your lungs begin to crystallise
Try to stem the tide
From another five-day ride
Don't you know you're dead inside?
The world spins out of control
All amped up, nowhere to go
A glass house is all you know

Poison cloud hangs in the air
Breathe it deep, your only care
It's a nightmare, not a dream
Deathamphetamine

Spun and sleep deprived
The calendar burns before your eyes
Another hit, for now revived
So many sleepless nights
Only wet your appetite
Strike a match, the torch ignites
See the shards start cracking back
Watch them turn your world to black
While waiting for the heart attack
All your dreams are dead and gone
I'll tell you now, it won't be long
Before death ends this marathon


Poison cloud hangs in the air
Breathe it deep, your only care
It's a nightmare, not a dream
Deathamphetamine

Withered and sucked up
You're wasting away
Eyes sunken deep in your skull
You care not about yourself
Nor any other
Only if the pipe is full
Lick your lips
As you hover around the glass
Anxiously awaiting your turn
Depressed and paranoid
It's all gone to Hell
Inhale as your world burns

Lost everything you own
Now waiting by the telephone
For the dope man to come home
All your friends and family
Are sickened by your need for speed
Only driven to exceed
So many years, so little time
For you to halt your life's decline
You've got to read the signs
Everything has come unwound
You've got to turn this shit around
Before you're six feet underground


Poison cloud hangs in the air
Breathe it deep, your only care
It's a nightmare, not a dream
Deathamphetamine

 

[Kongo Otto]

Mir hat heut so nen lyrischen.

Beim Wacken-Camping kann´s passieren,

daß Interessen kollidieren.

Der eine baut erst akkurat

mit Wasserwaag den eignen Staat.

-Gestänge lotrecht ausgerichtet,

-Boden fachgerecht verdichtet.

-Grenzen sorgsam abgesteckt,

-das Frühstückstischlein eingedeckt.

-Kleidung ordentlich sortiert,

(-den Wagen sechsmal umrangiert.)

Punkt für Punkt auf dem Traktat

wird umgesetzt und abgehakt.



Die Anderen-grad eingetroffen-

sind vor dem Aufbau schon besoffen.


Der Nachbar stolz die Fahne hisst,

„Der Jürgen hat sich eingepisst!!“


Mit Augenbraue hochgezogen,

wird das Domizil bezogen.

Und während der noch zählt die Socken,

sind die Nachbarn längst am Rocken.


„Prioritäten differieren.“,

so muß der Camper konstatieren.


Links liefert sich ein Aggregat

nen Wettstreit mit Amon Amarth.


Von rechts dröhnt die Cantinaband,

„Jürgen auf dem Dixie pennt!“

...

 

[Metal-Man]

Mir hat heut so nen lyrischen.

Beim Wacken-Camping kann´s passieren,

daß Interessen kollidieren.

Der eine baut erst akkurat

mit Wasserwaag den eignen Staat.

-Gestänge lotrecht ausgerichtet,

-Boden fachgerecht verdichtet.

-Grenzen sorgsam abgesteckt,

-das Frühstückstischlein eingedeckt.

-Kleidung ordentlich sortiert,

(-den Wagen sechsmal umrangiert.)

Punkt für Punkt auf dem Traktat

wird umgesetzt und abgehakt.



Die Anderen-grad eingetroffen-

sind vor dem Aufbau schon besoffen.


Der Nachbar stolz die Fahne hisst,

„Der Jürgen hat sich eingepisst!!“


Mit Augenbraue hochgezogen,

wird das Domizil bezogen.

Und während der noch zählt die Socken,

sind die Nachbarn längst am Rocken.


„Prioritäten differieren.“,

so muß der Camper konstatieren.


Links liefert sich ein Aggregat

nen Wettstreit mit Amon Amarth.


Von rechts dröhnt die Cantinaband,

„Jürgen auf dem Dixie pennt!“

...

Großartig! *applaudier*

 

[Saypren_Shepard]

If you got something to say
Then come my way
I'm guarded by Satan
I'm riding on Baphomet
I'll teach you a lesson in violence
You won't soon forget
The pleasure of watching you die
Is what I will get
Fight, for what you believe to be right,
Crushing with all your might
I laugh at their pitiful cries
They run from the fire in my eyes
Nothing can save them now
You've learned a lesson in violence
Get on your knees and bow
Or learn a lesson in violence
I love to stab my victims
Until they're dead
A knife to the throat
Or a smashing blow to the head
I'm judge and jury
My sentence has just been passed
Step into the circle of Hell
If you think you can last
Fight, for what you believe to be right,
Crushing with all your might
I laugh at their pitiful cries
They run from the fire in my eyes
Nothing can save them now
You've learned a lesson in violence
Get on your knees and bow
Or learn a lesson in violence