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Bugattis, leisure lofts, luxury yachts, six course dinners
Tightened faces, hair transplants, whitened teeth, liposuctions
Private jets, manservants, Humidors, cigar collections
Diamond rings, bespoke suites, pearl necklace, offshore accounts, …
Twenty-four hours of the day, we shall pursue
Seven days a week, personal necessities to be subdued
Isn’t it a gift everybody knows what to strive for:
Financial aristocracy is the everlasting dream we oughta die for!
Clammy hands, panic attacks, Insomnia, total exhaustion
Lithium, Ritalin, Sniff cocaine, short-term reparation
Bonuses promising a treacherous gratification.
While we are on full speed down the road to self destruction
Twenty-four hours of the day, we shall sustain
On painkillers we feed, seven days a week, to suppress the pain
Isn’t it a gift everybody knows what we ruin ourselves for
Blindly trust the hoax which we are going to die for
Push yourself, show no weakness, exceed the limits
Work or be worthless, hunt the dreams you'll never acquire,
Reach for the stars Ignore the scars
Catalyse your dying
You are decaying!
Isn’t it a gift we all knew what to strive for
Financial aristocracy is the unfulfilled dream we managed to die for
Unreachable aims, longings untamed, we poisoned ourselves for.
Until nothing was left but our buried remains in the graveyard.
Devoted to the prospect of prosperity we are full of similarities
We accomplish to annihilate ourselves reaching out to fame and wealth
The little savings that we gain will just be enough to pay
Marble gravestones and a mortician to bury our mortal remains
Buried remains!
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In a modern world in which science should have its call
I see a lot of obsolete mental downfall,
Instead of giving multiculturality its chance
you stick to presenting crosses in every space you can.
Why do we still obey to this radical minority (of moronic believers)?
Why don't we eradicate those signs for suppressive rule?
stone-aged shit!
In a country that should have learned about discrimination
The whole system still supports segregation.
Dividing the youngest into Christians and the others
Those others to be automatically ostracized.
I can't see where there is Segregation of church and state
I just see it is approved by court to nail crosses on public walls
Everywhere! Every Wall!
Why the fuck? What the hell?
You legitimate all that waste as crucial parts of common culture
A piece of wood you say will spend salvation
Why don’t we redefine the crucifix to what it is
To what it is: Obsolete Deathcoration
Why don’t we set ourselves free from an archaic superiority
Why do we subordinate just like obedient slaves?
Go ahead and free your mind now!
The holy book, tons of it, soaked in gas, under a stack of crosses
grab a torch, light the fire, feel the heat, unleash yourself!
Break your chains, emancipate, drop that weight, regain control
Fuck the law, fuck their god, find them all, dethrone that scum!
Scum!
What a beautiful sight it will be to see the flames devouring those sanctities.
What a beautiful life will we lead in a religion-free, cleansed society.
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Just another sleepless night!
It is middle of the night and I lie awake, soaked in cold sweat.
It takes too long to realize there is no realistic threat.
Again I’ve seen unimaginable scenes of brutality.
the visions haunt me when I dream about friends and family.
Firmly established scars spread throughout my soul - unsuppressable!
Recurring panic overtakes and then I lose control - inevitable!
Ice water in the face, then out into the night - adrenalized!
Some random passerby is about to lose their life - ANONYCIDE!
So many different demons I have been familiar with too long.
visions from a pitch black past, memories so strong.
All the meds, all the doctors, all the talks, therapies.
nothing and no one ever managed to pacify me.
The only way to find peace in a lonely night: Grab a knife!
I know the deed is wrong, and yet the feeling’s right: From killing I thrive!
To calm myself down I terrorize the hood: Better stay inside!
Killing someone unknown just for the relieve: ANONYCIDE!
Nightmares full of visions with the bodies of massacred parents:
Brother, sister, kitten, dog - everything soaked in blood...
From happy kid to orphanage, from childhood dreams to insomnia,
From shelter to abuse, from hope into a violent mania
The only way to distract my ruined mind: ANONYCIDE!
I lose tears of delight, as someone has just died - ANONYCIDE!
Slaughtering some innocent, and when they die I yell : ANONYCIDE!
The bloodlust is gone, something has opened up a valve: ANONYCIDE!
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I am on earth as I was picked by the lord himself
I am the head of a sect, in a palace I dwell
The retinue as dumb as only sheep can be
Following blindly everything they hear from me
I am god’s extended arm - Science you shall withstand
And the book of fairytales justifies my holiness.
I was chosen by the lord, I’m the representative.
So I tell YOU to trust in me while I preach behind bulletproof glass
The lord will lead your path, the lord has got a plan
So YOU confide in me while I confide in bulletproof glass
The word of god, it says that people can’t be gay
Homosexuality is a sin and those who are, those are the damned
I tell you not to speak about what the preachers did
It is forgiven and forgotten, as they have confessed and claimed regrets
I was chosen by the lord, to be the representative.
So I tell YOU to trust in me while I preach behind bulletproof glass
The lord knows what you deserve, the lord is good to you
So YOU confide in me while I confide in bulletproof glass
I don’t give a fuck about secularisation.
You’d better stick to our 2000 years old psalms.
The lord himself and nothing and no one else
Will choose our paths – so I may hide in bulletproof glass
So many listen to blasphemic thesis
Apostates where have your believes gone?
There is only one thing to believe in
And this thing is that I am the ONE
I am here to be your shrine
God’s power is also mine
Your submission must be endless
While I hide behind bulletproof glass
Can you see the man with the bomb? He’s is part of a greater plan!
You to be burst, right here right now - that is god’s will, I vow
Thank god that I was save while you were blown to pieces!
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