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Intro (Art is Dead)
03:44
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2. |
You Are God
04:45
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They are ill
They can’t harm
The days of the guardians will end
We will play
Profanate
The days of the wicked will end
The sun will rise
Freedom now
The world will be ours at last
Humanity
The living god
No gods but yourselves
You
You are God
Embrace
Your life
Kill it now
It is doomed
The healing sun will come soon
It is hurt
It will die
The day of power ends right now
It must die
Do it now
You are bonded to your life
You will shine
We’ll be fine
We will be born again
You
You are God
Embrace
Your life
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3. |
Thrash, Therefore I Am
06:40
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Society
We’re a product of your misery
No remorse
We can take your attacks with the guts
Metal comrades always trying to divide the scene
We are part of the same goddamn family
Understand that the enemy is outside
Thrash will survive your metal prejudice
When you try to stop us we get stronger
Stay out of the way or meet the beast
Thrash, therefore I am (4x)
Denigration
You’re gonna need more than that
Swallow it
We’re here to remain
Understand that the enemy is outside
Thrash will survive your metal prejudice
When you try to stop us we get stronger
Stay out of the way or meet the beast
Lame is all your theory
This is our life, no mediocrity
Maybe all you feel is pure envy
You can all wallow in your own misery
Thrash, therefore I am (4x)
Mosh pits and wall of death
It’s part of the underground world
We have created to relieve ourselves
From the filthy and hypocrite society
Thrash, therefore I am (4x)
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4. |
Bury Your Idols
05:49
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Who are you to tell me what’s established?
Who are you to say?
Fuck you!
Paradigms are broken
Society found its way
Fuck this!
We’re the ones who weave our future
Your dictate ends today
Fuck that!
Your conservative ways are bullshit
Your minds are on decay
Fuck you!
Fuck this!
Fuck that!
Old generations must die
Fuck you!
Fuck this!
Fuck that!
It’s about the people, right?
Fight!
For your right!
Strive!
Organize!
Spit!
Make them shit!
Piss!
Übermensch!
Bury your idols!
Bury your idols!
Bury your idols!
Send them to the grave!
Don’t get confused
It’s not about new idols
Blow everything away
Fuck you!
Die with all your dogmas
They are dead anyway
Fuck this!
Start to build your present
Start to disobey
Fuck that!
Teachers are so rotten
You’re already half the way
Fight!
For your right!
Strive!
Organize!
Spit!
Make them shit!
Piss!
Übermensch!
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5. |
Angelus Novus
05:34
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The storm drives him irresistibly
Into the future to which his back is turned
That which we call progress is this storm
The Angel of History’s eyes are opened wide
His mouth stands open
And his wings are outstretched
His face is turned towards the past
Where we see the appearance of a chain of events
He sees one single catastrophe
Which unceasingly piles rubble on top of rubble
He would like to pause for a moment
To awaken
The dead
To awaken
The dead
And to piece together what has been smashed
But a storm is blowing from Paradise
It has caught itself up in his wings
And its so strong
To awaken
The dead
To awaken
The dead
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6. |
Political Disorder
04:41
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The criminals in power chasing the victims
In a disadvantaged new world
Implementation of old time big brother
Modernized orwellization
Fuck your whole individuality
All the effort of the fallen
Swept in a second by the new Stalinist revolution
Drowned in a puddle of lies
Disorder!
In the State
The misuse of government power in your face
Slavery!
Man’s condition
Subjected population by impunity
Opposition!
And abolition
Denying the authority and fighting for liberty.
Extortion!
Sabotage
War as a way to seize power
Honor and blood!
The criminals in power chasing the victims
In a disadvantaged new world
Implementation of old time big brother
Modernized orwellization
Fuck your whole individuality
All the effort of the fallen
Swept in a second by the new Stalinist revolution
Drowned in a puddle of lies
Disorder!
In the State
The misuse of government power in your face
Slavery!
Man’s condition
Subjected population by impunity
Opposition!
And abolition
Denying the authority and fighting for liberty.
Extortion!
Sabotage
War as a way to seize power
Honor and blood!
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7. |
All You Need Is Blood
02:01
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8. |
Agents of Chaos
04:16
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How much can you take?
Same thing day after day
Sleep, work, TV, work
How much more can you take?
Welcome to the Devil’s Party
Destruction of fake satisfaction
We have no face
Everywhere and nowhere
Wondering in your mind
Haunting
Your easy lives
Feel us
Now and then
You know
We are here
Won’t die
Never be defeated
Invisible insurrection of a million minds
Conformity, morality, we’re here to free you soul
God is dead, Art is dead, you’re the living dead
Forbidden to forbid, everything is now allowed
Agents of chaos!
We are an elusive ghost
We pervert your filthy minds
No matter how
No matter who you are
Welcome to the Devil’s Party
We fight
For hell and chaos
Never work, live on any rules
You’re the King
The King Mob
Conquer what is yours
Invisible insurrection of a million minds
Conformity, morality, we’re here to free you soul
God is dead, Art is dead, you’re the living dead
Forbidden to forbid, everything is now allowed
Agents of chaos!
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I am an antichrist
I am an anarchist
If you like to gamble I’m your man
Six, six, six, the number of the beast
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
I’m going on a highway to hell
I’m going off the rails of a crazy train
Master of puppets are pulling your strings
Twisting your minds, smashing your dreams
You take my life but I’ll take yours too
You fire your musket but I’ll run you through
Balls to the wall
Hells bells
Peace sells
Girls, girls, girls
Trapped in the purgatory
Apocalyptic clash
You’ve been thunderstruck
Take no prisoners
Sympathy for the devil
Hammer of the gods
On and on south of Heaven
Welcome to hell
Black!
Black Flag! (4x)
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11. |
Profanation
02:54
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Mutilation
Walls of purity should fall apart
Consecration
Religion, gives no human right
Profanation
Desecration
Dance on your idols grave
Degeneration
No good no wrong, who’s right?
New
Desecrate yourself
New
Start again now
Use
Desecrate
Now neglect
Sacred shit
Yours
Make it yours
No museums
Cross the line
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Deep down in every shit hole of an urban town
Way down into the ghetto among thugs and clowns
There stood a falling cabin made of hate from dad
Where lived a motherfucker named Johnny B. Bad
Who never ever learned to be abused and shy
So he would fuck the police and punch’em in the eye
Go go!
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Johnny B. Bad
He used to carry his guitar and an old iPod
Go sit aside the building of the house of God
Oh, the moralists would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the devil made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my, poor little bastard for him I’ll pray
Go go!
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Johnny B. Bad
His counselor told him “someday you will be in a gang
And you will be the leader of a Thrash Metal band
Wrecking your life just like your dad
Working your ass in a pizza shack”
Johnny wouldn’t take no shit from anyone
So the guy had to flee and run
Go go!
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Johnny B. Bad
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