hion friends
Then drop dead while you trendy dance

You might possess everything
Nice cut hair means girls to win
But there's one thing you can't see
Your lack of personality

Are you that important?
I guess that is what you want
Living just to show off
But beneath your mask...??


Four Walls

Trapped between
The four walls
Constitutions
Ans Socials laws

Being different
Is not wrong
Be yourself
It'll make you strong

Conformist attack - personality lack
The four walls - reduce us to dolls

Compromise?
With all these lies?
Society?
Still not for me!!


Theatric Symbolisation of Life

Considering life is just a play
Where we all are the actors
Where there's no individual equality
Just the abused and the abusers

A division of these actors
They always seem to win
While the others in this theater
Are doomed to commit sins

Take up the role of your position
Face up to your situation
Is it right or is it wrong?
Or just a result of euphorism?

Wearing a mask - for deception
Mixed Emotions - detrunciation
Is this just a play - or reality?
How can I know - you are reliable?

Two divisions
Like a contradiction
Facing eachother
Leads to confrontation

My inner tention
Your invention?
Enslaved by dischord
And your behaviour


Like an Ivy (Poem) / Suffocation

You're lurking lika an ivy for prey
For victims you want to betray
Eyes like roses to cover the thorns behind
The sweetness of your appearance
To cover the bitterness of your inside
With honey you attrack and trick
It's the paradox between nice and sick
But remember, a little flower can grow too
And can have thorns to show you!!

-

Just for you
I opened up
Is this true?
Or just another joke?

Insomnia
Reigns over me
Hart beats fast
Again another show?
Insidious
And fals insights
Again I ask
Was I so blind?

What's the point of being here?
Misery is oh so near
Happiness has fled away
I hope it will return one day

Yeah, that's life
Where I am trapped inside
Why can't I be me?
Why can't I be free?

Suffocated
In my feelings
Suffocated
In hypocrisy

Still I hope
That I can hope
In my hell
Once a happiness-well


Kill Your Idols

Kill your fucking idols
Just smash them to the wall
Don't buy their fucking records
Don't be an EMI toy!!


The Truth Begins Where Man Stops to Think

This philosophical topic - is really difficult to explain
It's about the fucking truth - we are all searching, but in vein
All we feel, all we think - it's all subjective
Why not say it radically - it's all deceptive

The truth begins - where man stops to think
You ain't right - you ain't right at all
The truth itself doesn't belong here
Well materialists - you just be aware

And this philosophical topic - it won't lead to an end
It's so fucking immense - you won't even understand
So why don't you admit - you don't know anything
Despite your theatric - and your rational thinking


Train (Poem) / The Tree

Life seen through the eyes of an agarchrist,
So cold,
So blind,
So naïeve,
The truth beyond, will not be found,
Deceiving masks, that's what's all around,
So cold,
So blind,
Like a train, leading to nowwhere
Reflections on death, but why?
Forced to choose another path
The one which is covered with theatric thoughts

-

The tree stands along
Hidden, but strong
Carrying all the leafs
For us to pick, for them to leave

Then, wind comes and blows
The leafs fall and go
But there's one that's gonna stick
That's the one I'm gonna pick

I'm gonna carry this one forever
Loose it? No, never!
But I guess it's just an utop
Based on my insecurity
Still I'll try to pick
The true leaf that won't trick
The one without a mask
But which one, if I may ask?

Then, wind comes and blows
The leafs fall and go
But there's one that's gonna stick
That's the one, I'm gonna pick


What a Nerve

Oh, life is just too short
To worry about the things
You really hate the most
Everything, or maybe almost

Maybe I am too radical
Because I like to criticize all,
I should be more positive
Be happy and more active

But does it really matter
Because no one seems to listen
And shall I feel any better
After you've read this preaching letter?

I know I'm not perfect
In contrary, I might be a jerk
But for all people who care
Love, trust, respect, be fair

What I'm trying to say
Is difficult to explain
Instead of slagging each other off
Help each other, then we're better off


Alternative: Another Trend

Preaching things,
You don't even understand
Being alternative,
Just another trend

Acting depressed
To trick all the rest
You say you are you
But I can see through you

People believe
Your lie-based truth,
Even I must admit
Your talks are really smooth

Alternative - another trend
Alternative - a disguise
Alternative - another trend
Alternative - just theater

By telling your misery
You try to earn pitty
I only can say
Stop your STUPID GAME

But all these lies and these excuses,
Narrow mindness and abuses,
They make me feel sick,
Like everyone is calling me a dick,

You might say "What a nerve"
A bullet is what he deserves,
But at least I try to respect,
All you do is "reject"

Why can't we build bridges
Instead of building walls
Why not being active
Instead of critisizing all

What a nerve
For you and me
What's the truth?
What we can't see


Mutilated Regurgitator

Mutilated Regurgitator
There is an animal
With mutilated guts
Caused by vivisection
But now escaped and MAD

And this animal
It is coming back
To crush all companies
Which support such acts


The Accident

It was August '87
And the butchers were working
In the bloody slaughterhouse
They killed so many animals
To satisfy your lusts
Some vegans want revenge
I think we know so
Well, what do you think of this?
The wife of the butcher
She suddenly pushed out
And this meant her death
Cause she got impaled on a fleshhook

The hook grinded her throat
And then it found its way
Through her mouth, to the brains
Oh god, she bled to death

Well ya vegans
Are you satisfied now?
Not that we are against you
Cause we are vegetarians
But some of you vegans
Think they are more than us
That attitude sucks
Why do you ignore people
Who chose to eat meat
That's their choice
Some of them do care about animals
Doesn't that count anymore?


Threshold to Senility

You are struggling with intense revolt
A thoughtless mind, but not too bold
I wonder where you left yer pride
To play your music fucking loud

YOU WERE JUST A FASHION PIG
ON THRESHOLD TO SENILITY

You turned into a different state
The silly dick you used to hate
You're dressed up nice & cut yer hair
You even have perfumed underwear

YOU WERE JUST A FASHION PIG
ON THRESHOLD TO SENILITY

BUT I'LL RIP OUT YER EYES
SO I CAN SHIT ON YOUR BRAINS


Forced Pollutions

Produced poison
That's in the air
We breathe
So it's in our blood

Maggots I'll bite
Our guts to shreds
We are sure that
Death shall rise

FORCED POLLUTION
PUNISHMENT OF MANKIND
FORCED POLLUTION
UNTIL DEATH DO US PART

One by one
Our bowels burst
And our body
Will be filled with pus

No-one can help
'Cause we are rotting
And that's our fault
So enjoy the decay


Consuming Endoderme Pus

Animal slaughter, it continues all the time
The meat-industry is growing
But I'll tell you, what I'll do you to you
You, ignorant consumers!!

I'll undo you from your skull
Consume yer endoderme pus
I'll eat the maggots meal
By chewing on your corpse

I'll tear open yer thorax
Wind up yer innards
To feed my hungry stomach
And to stop yer filthy greed


Playing With Lives

Playing With Lives
This world's leaders are going to decide
Above peace, war or suicide
And for this decision, we can't hide
'Coz these bastards rule us with fright

USA-USSR PROFIT & POWER
USA-USSR PLAYING WITH LIVES

They'll open Europe's front door wide
The door of war where so many have died
The killing of mankind, day and night
And it's just the beginning of their might

USA-USSR PROFIT & POWER
USA-USSR PLAYING WITH LIVES

They fight their wars out in our space
They play games with the human race
They've just counted our last days
King death has come to rule with hate


Splattered Brains

Splattered Brains
Posers with long hair
Wimps with baseball caps
Only in it for the outfit

New wavers turning into HC
Only to be cool
Just the outfit, not the music

In their heads
Nothing else than
Some splattered brains

I wonder
If they even understand
The meaning of vivisection


Well of Happiness

YEARS AND YEARS I SEARCHED FOR THIS
FOUND THE RIGHT ONE ? NO I DIDN'T
HYPOCRISY IS ALL WHAT REMAINS
SHALL I BE HAPPIER IF I CUT MY VEINS?

ARE YOU MY WELL OF HAPPINESS?

HERE I SIT AGAIN & CRY
WONDERING WHAT'S THE POINT OF MY LIFE
ARE YOU THE ONE I WAS SEARCHING FOR?
OR ANOTHER DECEPTION WHICH I CAN'T TAKE NO MORE

ARE YOU MY WELL OF HAPPINESS OR NOT?


Judged by Appearance

Don't stare at me that way
Or I'm gonna make you pay
Don't treat me like an outcast
Or I'll make you, machos, blast

Is appearance all that counts?
If yes just shut your mouth
And if you think you are so nice
Then you better think twice


Solitary Minded

Solitary Minded
Hypocrite - trick your friends with your lies
But realize - real pals you can not buy

Your bucks - dominating your whole life
Your sick mind - deceiving, cheating, loosing


Trust? Not Me

Grinding & mincing & cutting you legs
Do not think that I'll fall for your regrets
Because of radiation, I can read your thoughts
And now I can see through your hypocrisy
Year after year, you fed me with lies
You were always pretending, pretending to be nice
Your abuse of my trust, has provoked my hate
Now I'll rip you to shreds, and I'll use you as bate

Things I believed as true, have now become lies
The ignorance in me, has flown away like flies

The kindness I used to have, is now replaced by hate
Don't talk shit about regrets,cause now it is too late


Lay Off Me

Pretentious persons
Who are bothering me
And hurting my feelings
FUCK YOU

All those people
Who are using me
And abusing my trust
LAY OFF ME


Threshold to Senility

You are struggling with intense revolt
A thoughtless mind, but not too bold
I wonder where you left yer pride
To play your music fucking loud

YOU WERE JUST A FASHION PIG
ON THRESHOLD TO SENILITY

You turned into a different state
The silly dick you used to hate
You're dressed up nice & cut yer hair
You even have perfumed underwear

YOU WERE JUST A FASHION PIG
ON THRESHOLD TO SENILITY

BUT I'LL RIP OUT YER EYES
SO I CAN SHIT ON YOUR BRAINS


Mutilated Regurgitator

Mutilated Regurgitator
There is an animal
With mutilated guts
Caused by vivisection
But now escaped and MAD

And this animal
It is coming back
To crush all companies
Which support such acts


Gorgonised Dorks

GORGONISED - Don't let people shit on your head
GORGONISED - Don't obey them like they've said
GORGONISED - Don't let them control your life
GORGONISED - Just remember that you're one of a kind

GORGONISED - Majorities always tell you what to do
GORGONISED - But a free opinion is not taboo
GORGONISED - Be yourself, then you are unique
GORGONISED - Or be influenced, and be a fake


Lay Off Me

Pretentious persons
Who are bothering me
And hurting my feelings
FUCK YOU

All those people
Who are using me
And abusing my trust
LAY OFF ME


Consuming Endoderme Pus

Animal slaughter, it continues all the time
The meat industry is growing
But I'll tell you, what I'll do to you
You, ignorant consumers!!

I'll undo you from your skull
Consume your endoderme pus
I'll eat the maggots meal
By chewing on your corpse

I'll tear open your thorax
Wind up your innards
To feed my hungry stomach
And to stop your filthy greed


Let It Be for What It Is

Truth - based on lies
Covered - in disguise
Don't wanna be a toy
Nor consumption for human joy

Majority pounds on me
But I only wanna be me
I've told other about this
But now I'd rather take a piss

Few people understand
What this is all about
Human equality
Both physically and mentally

But why even bother
And are there any others
Who try to understand
And that I can call 'a friend'


Theatric Symbolisation of Life

Considering life is just a play
Where we all are the actors
Where there's no individual equality
Just the abused and the abusers

A division of these actors
They always seem to win
While the others in this theater
Are doomed to commit sins

Take up the role of your position
Face up to your situation
Is it right or is it wrong?
Or just a result of euphorism?

Wearing a mask - for deception
Mixed Emotions - detrunciation
Is this just a play - or reality?
How can I know - you are reliable?

Two divisions
Like a contradiction
Facing eachother
Leads to confrontation

My inner tention
Your invention?
Enslaved by dischord
And your behaviour


The Tree

The tree stands along
Hidden, but strong
Carrying all the leafs
For us to pick, for them to leave

Then, wind comes and blows
The leafs fall and go
But there's one that's gonna stick
That's the one I'm gonna pick

I'm gonna carry this one forever
Loose it? No, never!
But I guess it's just an utop
Based on my insecurity
Still I'll try to pick
The true leaf that won't trick
The one without a mask
But which one, if I may ask?

Then, wind comes and blows
The leafs fall and go
But there's one that's gonna stick
That's the one, I'm gonna pick