LYRIKS

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  1.  No More - Contact - Germanik
  2.  Factory - Slogun
  3.  Mekano
  4.  Ground Zero:Infinity Dose
  5.  Despair
  6.  Another Dark Age - Culturcide
  7.  Junk Funk - With Love From China - High Tension - One World - Flesh And Steel - Metropolis - Metal Dance - Thin Ice - Seduction - Crime Of Passion


 

1.1 No More

I'm a madman amok with a meat cleaver
chop chop chopping up all you breeders
all you cunts you better take care
all you pricks you better beware

all you cunts I got something for you
I'm gunner stick you up with super-glue
all you pricks you won't shoot your wad
I'm gunner stick a bullet up your rod
all you fuckers I'll give you bliss
suck on me magnum it'll blow you a kiss

gunner seal you up & close you down
gunner cut you up & grind you down
no more fucking whilst I'm around
no more fucking to bring me down
no more babies no more breeders waste
no more fuckers taking up my space

I'm a madman amok with a meat cleaver
chop chop chopping up all you breeders
all you cunts & all you pricks
all you better get your tubes nicked
I'm a loony out for a score
be a loony ........ do the chainsaw.

1.2 Contact

all the cogs ... ka-klinking in the factory
all the circuits ... connecting in your body
all day long ... you're working the machines
screwing nuts & bolts - in your wet dreams

going home ... what is there to do
finished work ... what is there to screw
gotta haveve contact - satisfy your need
gotta have some action - with your engine

take out your ... 3 orifice blow-up doll
hanging on the wall - your ever-loving moll
fill her up ... with ice cold water
o'her fridge ... makes your meat water
nothing like ... the feeling of plastic tissue
none of that ... fucking human re-issue

take out your ... 12 inch electric dildo
switch on the box - sap your libido
imagine ... it's a spanner you're sticking in
making sparks ... fly from your rubber skin
make that knob ... drive you x-static
switch it from ... manual to automatic

oil the cogs ... ka-klinking in the factory
oil the circuits ... connecting your body
all day long ... working the machines
screwing nuts & bolts ... in your wet dreams
clockwork action ... can't stop to scream
gotta have cuntact - for the engine.

1.3 Germanik

denken sie dass die terrorkommandos sie sind scheissen
denken sie dass sie alle sind schmutzig fascisten
denken sie dass sie toten unschuldig volk zum spass
denken sie dass sie bomben der frende fur ein kuss

ihrer sprache ist waschelte
ihrer kritik ist nicht bericht
sie smaten veil wir sind die kotes
sie sterden wahrend wir kotzen (und kosen)
als der verbrachen ereichen die discos
heben (hinauf) der band ihr hort nichts

die terrorkommandos sie sind nicht fascisten
sie sind mit uns die leute
der wirchliche ubel ist der staat kapital
der wirchliche ubel ist der kodex kapital

wanden aus der hachrichte und zuhort die unruhung
aufhort sehend haben von der isolierung
tun nicht werdet foppen bei der unterhaltung
aufhort euer maschines und arbeit unterbrechung

sie unterbrechen die strukturen
in die sklavisch demokratien
tun nicht furcht die terrorkommander
sie sind nicht die unsichtbar feinder
kampft fur euer eigen total befreiung
akt zusammen in des staates zerstorung

die terrorkommandos
sie sind nicht fascisten
sie sind mit uns
                       die leute

Die Unschuld ist keinen Verteidigung.

2.1 Factory (incomplete)

one by one grenade the scene
... machinery
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go to work & fuck on time
reproduce production line

factory girl factory boy (x 4)

double adapted junction box
... machine interrupts
switches on ...
onans tool ...
mass produced production line
products made intertwine
go to work & fuck on time
reproduce production line

mechanical tender love
plug in socket wonder drug
electric action animal grind
thud thud thud clocks the time

factory girl factory boy
feel the space feel the void
factory boy factory girl
... your face ...
mass produced production line
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go to work & fuck on time
reproduce production line

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tortured metal flesh in love
twisted the dream into blood.

2.2 Slogun

* s.p.k. s.p.k. s.p.k. s.p.k. ok.
   kill kill kill for inner peace
   bomb bomb bomb for mental health
   therapy through violence
   working circle explosives

* R
s.p.k. s.p.k. s.p.k. s.p.k. ok.

3.1 Mekano

one by one odd to even
break the scenes rudely eden
blood bent rhythm jerks away
aching to exact its play
build afresh destroy anew
mekano blocks strewn askew
put together pull apart
enmesh the machinik heart

mekano made romantic
breeding images identic
disembodied industry
one more ghost humanity

double adapted junction box
coitus cord intershocks
switches on fills its lack
onans tool sucks it back
mass produced production line
products made intertwine
go to work & fuck on time
reproduce production line

mechanical tender love
plug in socket wonder drug
electric action animal grind
thud thud thud clocks the time

shatter crystal future doom
cheops fodder megatomb
units droid modern whirl
slip in place vacuum hurl
human blitz fall in echo
end the game of domino
mass produced assembly line
reproduce mekano sign

jigsawed body of desire
progeny kills it sire
tortured metal flesh in love
twisted the dream into blood.

4.1 Ground Zero:Infinity Dose

Alarm attacks paralysed flesh
Nerves / snap / faint dance pulse arrest
Pressure wave / spits / fatal rhyme
Haemorrhage spurts / cut / injured time

You talk before you howl
You walk before you crawl
Shadows of shadows left
Burned into walls
Ground Zero / Infinity Dose
Man eats man eats bacillus eats host

Quivering heaps / fat / grilling meat
Tender bleeds syringe sucks heat
Cells suffer frame melts away
Poisoned earth pale corpse decay

You walk before you crawl
You talk before you scream
Exposure fiction / drags moisture from dreams
Fashion to ashes / Passion to dust
Man kills man kills bacillus kills host

5.1 Despair

I'll kill you when you look away
And I would die if you would only die with me
There is no joy
If this is love
Then love is not enough
This is ...
despair despair

... This earth so thin the corpses scream
And twist and writhe and strain to see the same again
They died to change this life
So frail
The children waste their time
And laugh and play their father's games of war
On rows and rows of graves
Of those who hung themselves
Or slit their throats
And earth so thin the corpses scream ...
despair despair ...

6.1 Another Dark Age

Stillborn in these ruins
blood now bears the slave
and a passion as arctic
as soldier's graves

on all sides
the air is fetid
with burning chemicals

                                    machines are breeding
                                    machines are breeding
                                    machines are breeding

                                    atolls break up
                                    minds break up
                                    atolls break up
                                    minds break up

there is no sanctuary
where embryos abort
the parasites writhe in her womb
in another dark age

the truth of science?
a shroud for carnage
this forced survival
on social security

such beautiful corpses
their breathless lips
of slender contortions

                                    screwed to the earth
                                    lie screwed to the earth
                                    lie screwed to the earth
                                    screwed to the earth

                                    the masses swarm
                                    the vermin swarm
                                    the masses swarm
                                    the vermin swarm

there is no sanctuary
in another dark age
where truth is malignant
and mercenaries sow cemeteries
                            of metal and bamboo

A Dark Age / another Dark Age (x 3)

6.2 Culturcide

the membrane torn apart
scaven ging with nomads
requiem for the vestiges
dissected and reproduced

the nucleus infected
with hybrids seed
needless soak up
the weak must destroy

cells cry out
cells scream out

Culturcide (x 4)

Culturcide (x 5)

7.1 Junk Funk (Machine Age Voodoo)

Put your shoulder to the wheel
Use your muscle, nerves of steel
Strike it hot, make a hit
Beat the livin' out of it.

* Feel the power in your soul
   Feel the rhythm in your bones
   Raise the pulse are you ready
   To let your body go.

** I've got voodoo in my soul
     Machine age voodoo
     Voodoo in my soul
     High technology hoodoo.

Arroyo ewai ewai
Arroyo, ewai ewai
Ou tande, siren la sone
Ce midi, ce midi oi.

*** Feel the magic of the dance
       Let your mind slip in a trance
       Everybody everybody get together
       In ritual celebration.

** R

Junk funk, pump it up.
Funk it up, funk junk.
Junk funk, pump it up.
Funk it up.
Funkyard junk.

* R

*** R

** R

Voodoo in my soul
Machine age voodoo
Voodoo in my soul
Machine gun voodoo

7.2 With Love From China

The fatal storm has come and gone
Who knows how many martyrs died
We march to a different drummer now
Arm in arm on the new tide

We watched a hundred flowers grow
We watched them blossom far and wide
We gathered flowers of belladonna.

We paid the price of sacrifice
Now I come to you
With love from china
With love from china

Just like a fantasy
I'll come to you
With love from china
With love from china

* We'll shape the soul of industry
   We'll strike the blow that fires the fire
   We'll stand in line with proud profile
   And face in silhouette

The red star. (x 2)

O motherland o motherland
You are our inspiration
Our bodies are the lifeblood of the nation
We paid the price of sacrifice
Now I come to you
With love from china
With love from china

* R
The red star. (x 5)

Your perfect words burn fiercely still
Your propaganda purifies
When will the sleeping giant stir again?
With one great cry weíll join in song
Then Iíll come to you
With love from China.
With love from China.

* R (x 2)
The red star. (x 2)

We paid the price of sacrifice
Now I come to you
With love from China
With love from China

* R (x 2)
The red star. (x 5)

7.3 High Tension

Here's a beat for your head
More than a beat for your feet
If you've got no work, you gotta hit the street
And dance to death, dance til you drop
Dance dance dance
Dance, dance at all costs.

High anxiety high tension
Why am I always full of apprehension?
High anxiety high tension
Why must we always ask the question?

* Can you dance Can you dance Can you dance to it?
   Can you dance, dance to it
   Can you dance Can you dance Can you dance to it?
   Can you dance, dance, dance

* R
dance, dance

Good times bad times
And there's gonna be more of the same
It's the post recession obsession
The name of the latest game.

** High anxiety high tension
     Necessity's the mother of convention
     High anxiety high tension
     Why must we always ask the question?

* R (x 2)
dance, dance

*** Be bop be hip hip hop never stop
       When you're hot you're hot
       And when you're not you're not.

If you can't take the pace slow down.
But whatever you do get it on
If you do it for your leisure
Or just for your pleasure, 'cos
Everyone loves a good song.
It's more than the rhythm,
More than the word,
How can you be scene and not herd?

*** R

* R (x 2)
dance, dance

** R

* R (x 4)

7.4 One World

Blessed be the weak for they shall possess the earth toe the line of least resistance to the law.
Kill all your sacred cows and drown in images of wealth.
This is existence, is there ever any more?
Choke on the bitter taste of luxury and waste.
Swallow promises of better things to come
Exchanging life for after-life which way is left, which way is right?
Try to learn the art of living hand to mouth.
Economy of greed
Ideology of need
The politics of camouflage

* One world
   Third world
   The rich get richer
   Poor stay poor
   One world
   One life
   One wish
   Faith in the future
   One world
   One mind
   Only time will tell if it's heaven or hell

How much can you take?
How long before your break?
Before the third world war.

* R

See them marching row on row work your fists down to the bone.
The government rewards you for your pains
no you can't survive on hope or opiates like coke or soap
you'll learn to love your chains love your chains.

How much can you take?
How long before your break?
Before the third world war.

* R

** One world
     One life
     One wish
     Faith in the future
     One world
     One mind
     Only time will tell if it's heaven or hell

** R

7.5 Flesh And Steel

The children look towards the west
And turn their backs against the dawn
Where only the hollow fall against the wall
A scream not mine I hear
All the sounds of fear.

* The sky like blood
   Oh steel to flesh
   The earth so black
   Oh flesh and steel

** And when you laughed
     I laughed with you
     And when you die
     Iíll die with you.

I dreamt I was your slave
Tear out my beating heart
While I kneel before you
Genuflect on broken glass
If you touched me
I could need you
Don't bite the hand that feeds you
If you kissed me I would bleed

* R

** R

* R (x 2)

Pierce me with iron
All the sounds of fear

*** And when you laughed
       I laughed
       And when you die
       Iíll die

*** R (x 2)

7.6 Metropolis

Here in the land of make believe
There comes a point of no return
When metal birds hang motionless and threatening in northern skies
The sun does not reach so deep
Where hearts and time cease to beat
There's nowhere you can run or hide
You know it won't be long now.

* Metropolis
   I'm your possession
   Metropolis my cruel obsession
   Metropolis the shape of things to come
   Metropolis the shape of things to come

Cities fall while people crawl
And those who suffer say "no more"
What's not imagined will be done
The warning signs you can't ignore
Helpless we all live in fear
No need to wait tomorrow's here
No time for love, no time for hate
Nothing matters, it's too late

* R

Metropolis
I'm your possession
Metropolis my cruel obsession
Metropolis the shape of things to come

* R

7.7 Metal Dance

Hey can you hear that motor kicking
Can you see that
Reconstruction's under way
I got Faith in progress suffocating
Can't make out the things they say

Engines humming
Can't help moving to the rhythm
Feel so breathless
Can't shake out that breathless voice
Crashing steel
Strange new sounds intoxicate me
Cutting hard
Calm before the art of noise.
Feel like fire, feel like ice
Dying in this silver city
Can't accept this life of lies

* Oh synthesise your dreams away ...
   You'll want to do the metal dance.
Metal Dance

Can't resist your cool seduction
Try to close my stinging eyes
Feel like fire, feel like ice.
One step, one step forward, two steps back.

* R (x 3)
Metal dance

7.8 Thin Ice

I hear voices in the dark
Feel a shiver up my spine
See the flash of flicking knives
I'm afraid to look behind.

There's no telling who will win
If you're stepping out of line
Every city has its rules
Who you buy and who you use

* Living on thin ice
   Public virtue, private vice
   In a fools' paradise
   On the edge of thin ice
   Living on thin ice
   Public virtue, private vice
   In a fools' paradise
   On the edge of thin ice

* R

Hear the sound of clicking heels
Heart beat pounding like a gun
Who will make the choice this time?
Domination or submission
There's no shelter from this fear
Surface tension's always there
You know it comes from deep inside
And I remember that old sweet song ...

There's no telling who will win
When you're stepping out of line
Every city has its rules
Who you buy and who you use
When the hunter is the prey
In the twilight cats are grey
I need a twenty-four hour night
To feed the limits of my dark desire

* R

7.9 Seduction

* Oh, seduce me, reduce me
   Iíll do anything you please
   Tease me, seize me, bring me to my knees
   Refuse me, abuse me
   You know Iíll make you pay
   You call yourself a man so (come on)
   And prove what you say

** You use me, confuse me
     Please tell me what is real
     I canít control the way that I feel
     You play with my emotions
     Like a lock without a key
     It's love that brings destruction
     Break the chain and set me free

Love ahs me in its stranglehold
You crush me to your skin (crush me)
The flesh is weak, I canít control
This strange and cruel machine (this cruel machine)

The bonds of love that torture me
they're soft and warm as tears (as soft as tears)
As soft and warm as tears
I canít refuse you, masturbate me
I close my eyes, Iím wanting you

* R (x 2)

** R

* R

7.10 Crime Of Passion

These are the times when reason rules
Knowledge is power but power makes fools
It seems to make no difference what we learn
We always hurt the one we love the most
That night you pushed me to the brink
We've gone too far and now there's no return
And he who freezes does not burn

* Itís a crime
   Give in to this emotion
   Itís a crime of passion
   Itís a call
   Perpetual emotion
   Itís a call to action

Our darkest deeds don't ever have a law
Are you the one to throw the stone?
We are all guilty in our own fashion
He who stands in judgement, stands alone
I saw you there ... my blood ran cold
I couldn't help myself...
I lost control
It simply is a crime of passion

* R

I'm burning, I'm burning in my heart for you
I'm burning, I just can't bear to part with you

** It's a crime
     And Iím burning, Iím burning

** R (x 3)

* R

Itís a crime
Give in to this emotion
Itís a crime of passion
Itís a cold
Love is blinded by devotion
Itís a call to action

* R