1. |
Mosh of the Pale Horse
01:05
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2. |
No Retreat, No Surrender
03:14
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NO RETREAT, NO SURRENDER
War! War!
They cried for war
For glory, death and flag
Cut down by bullets
Drowned in the mud
Beaten to death in the trenches
Marching to the drums of war
led on by selfish swines
Millions left dead, legally murdered
for profit, for pride and for God
Like sheep to the slaughter
we march to our graves
no retreat, no surrender
War is our eternal fate
War! War!
They cry for war
The armies marches on
On through the years,
on through the decades
no matter the price or the cost
The wheels will keep on turning
grinding people into dust
and canons will keep firing
and never will they rust
Like sheep to the slaughter
we march to our graves
no retreat, no surrender
War is our
eternal fate
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3. |
The Logic of Violence
03:03
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LOGIC OF VIOLENCE
Its coming back, again
the idea of Us versus Them
The lies, the speeches
the crowds all cheering for hate
We arm, build fences
spreading fear as we keep to ourselves
Obedient, silent
But brought to life by the sound of the bells
And so we murder our neighbours
and burn down their homes
We drown all of their children
and dance on their bones
That’s the logic of violence;
borders drawn up in blood
As all of our sanity
is swept away in the flood
They´ll say, its vengeance
for the sins of their fathers before
They´ll say, its justice
for the outcome of long lost wars
We fortify, build fences
Spreading hate as we keep to ourselves
Fear, paranoia
brought to life by the sound of the bells
So we murder our neighbours
and burn down their homes
Drown all of their children
and dance on their bones
That’s the logic of violence
borders drawn up in blood
As all of our humanity
is swept away in the mud
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4. |
Arm Your Daughters
02:37
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ARM YOUR DAUGHTERS
You beat us, harass us, you rape and you murder
I dare you to say it´s our own fucking burden
You tell us we´re equal, I tell you we´re slaves
Molest us, oppress us, “be cute and behave”
Enough is enough
Hated by men we are forced into war
For centuries now we´ve been down in the gutter
Shut up and weep now it´s your time to suffer
We won´t stand beside and see our sisters get slaughtered
We just had enough and we´re arming our daughters
Enough is enough
Hated by men we are forced into war
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5. |
Catharsis
04:12
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CATHARSIS
Welcome to the end of your rope
There’s no justice, there’s no hope
No escape but the gallows noose
No ending fight, what’s the fucking use
Giving up on a constant strain
Might be what breaks the chain
Turn the tables of the game
From the ashes spark a flame
Never give in, never give up
Shed no tears for the battles you’ve lost
You adapt or succumb
You surrender or overcome
Giving up on a constant strain
Might be what breaks the chain
Turn the tables of the game
From the ashes spark a flame
Ride through
the battlefield of life
No surrender
No respite
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6. |
Blood Stains
02:52
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BLOOD STAINS
Just watch me bleed you fucking pig
today is the day, when we break the grid
All of you are welcome to view
our payback for all of the moments you screw
The exhibition on the public floors
Deep red bloodstains and no remorse
The world of Men is a constant infliction
My stains left behind, a just jurisdiction
I leave my bloodstains
Smell my veins
I leave my bloodstains
Forever fucking up your brains
You assholes think, that you’ve seen it all
seems like politeness became our downfall
but we have some payback plans
in front of our floods, you wont stand a chance
watch me bleed you fucking pig
today is the day when we break the grid
All of you are welcome to view
our payback for all of those moments you screw
I leave my bloodstains
Smell my veins
I leave my bloodstains
Forever fucking up your brains
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7. |
Day of Reckoning
03:23
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DAY OF RECKONING
This is a premonition of your final defeat
Here comes some fucking justice
for the upper-class elite
Pushing your liberalism
as far as it goes
As it all goes black
remember that you reap what you sow
No more of your profit streak
here comes your day of reckoning
I would rather see this world in flames
than partake another second in your money games
A final audit, time to pay the tax
The currency is blood, here comes the fucking axe
No more of your profit streak
Here comes your day of reckoning
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8. |
Death Cult
03:25
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DEATH CULT
The desert is a graveyard
no shelter from the storm
Bastards! Death Cult!
praise the God of Gore
His servants march before him
their flag is black as night
Death! Submission!
There´s sun, but there´s no light
Afrin, Rojava
Women's Revolution
Afrin, Rojava
No friends but the mountains
The desert is a graveyard
no shelter from the storm
Bastards! Death Cult!
all praise the God of Gore
But there´ll be rightful vengeance
as women grabs the gun
God, the tyrant, is already dying
he is rotting in the sun
Afrin, Rojava
Women's Revolution
Afrin, Rojava
No friends but the mountains
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9. |
Feel No Pity
03:11
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FEEL NO PITY
In your own excellence all you see is me wander
Pointing at me, cuz you´re sitting stuck there
You think my decisions is made in confusion
That I´m stuck in limbo, a youth in delusion
But I´m not lost
So feel no pity
I´m not lost
It´s your truth that’s shitty
I hate your morals and I hate your life
Wont erase myself out or put down the strife
Shut up, do your duty, or else you´re no use
The template is moulded, how dare I refuse?
No I´m not lost
So feel no pity
I´m not lost
It´s your truth thats shitty
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10. |
Fragmentation
02:53
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FRAGMENTATION
We stab each other in the back,
talk shit and fuck shit up
They laugh at us the bastards,
our fractions is their luck.
And as they grow in numbers
they also grow in strength,
while leftist keyboard warriors
keep fighting amongst themselves.
So fuck you and your pietism
I´ll never join no sect
I´ll speak my mind, and so should you
Keep question and object
But we need to come together
and tear down these fucking walls
United we will stand
Divided we will fall
FRAGMENTATION
We´ve seen this shit before
we turn against each other
and lose the fucking war
FRAGMENTATION
We´ve seen this shit before
face the fucking music: were losing
the fucking war
We stab each other in the back,
talk shit and fuck shit up
They laugh at us the bastards
our fractions is their luck
And as they grow in numbers
they also grow in strength
while leftist keyboard warriors
keep fighting amongst themselves
So pull the plug and hit the streets
Don’t let them take the lead
Distraction by these smaller things
is the last thing that we need
They got the guns, but we got the numbers
and we are fucking right
Unite unite unite and fight
tomorrow belongs to us
FRAGMENTATION
We´ve seen this shit before
we turn against each other
and lose the fucking war
FRAGMENTATION
We´ve seen this shit before
face the fucking music: were losing
the fucking war
Unite and fight!
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11. |
The Dying of the Light
03:22
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THE DYING OF THE LIGHT
If there´s no fuckin´ future
what are we fighting for?
If there´s no point in anything
well then, just fuck it all?
I won’t resign to apathy
Won’t give in to defeat
The world keeps turning, a new sun will rise
In the end of the tunnel there´s always light
To my daughter, to my son;
May you dance on our graves ´neath the midnight sun
To my daughter, to my son;
The future is yours when the battle is done
If there´s no fuckin´ future
what are we fighting for?
If there´s no point in anything
well then, just fuck it all?
Ignorance is bliss they say
the more knowledge, the more grief
But never give up without a fight
In the end of the tunnel there’s always light
To my daughter, to my son;
May you dance on our graves ´neath the midnight sun
To my daughter, to my son;
The future is yours when the battle is done
Rage against
the dying
of the light.
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