Tracks

01. Agent Orange
02. Tired And Red
03. Incest
04. Remember The Fallen
05. Magic Dragon
06. Exhibition Bout
07. Ausgebombt
08. Baptism Of Fire
09. Don't Walk Away [Tank cover]



01. Agent Orange

Music by Chris Witchhunter and Frank Blackfire
Lyrics by Tom Angelripper
Operation >>Ranch Hand<<
Spray down the death
Down on their farms
Assault against the population
Suppress by military arms
Only you prevent the forest
Legalize the war
They are deprived of their power
Eradication without law

Agent Orange
Agent Orange
Agent Orange
A fire that doesn't burn

All the marks erased long ago
Scars are healed up
Cancer creeps into their innocent souls
Memorials of flesh and blood
Have survived unlawfully punished
Poisoned till the end of their lives
Physical deformity
What medicine will help
Still births will rise

Agent Orange
Agent Orange
Agent Orange
A fire that doesn't burn

Grieved weak hearts are crying
Waiting for the end
In this condition they are dying
Newborns of the damned
Preserved in test tubes for generations
Vicious circle of transmission
There's no way for reparations
Must live with chemical agent called

Agent Orange
Agent Orange
Agent Orange
A fire that doesn't burn

Agent Orange... burn
Agent Orange... burn
Agent Orange... burn


02. Tired And Red

Music by Chris Witchhunter and Frank Blackfire
Lyrics by Tom Angelripper
See the gun high velocity
Levelled to my heart
Magazine filled with hollow points
Bullets invented to slaughter
They activate the trigger
I get fired to the wall
Pain is pungent stops my life
Hear the last bell toll

Tired and red the ways I gonna die
Tired and red squirm, to plead to dry
Tired and red confirm by oath the death
Tired and red to my last breath

See the knife flash the sun
The knife that makes me run
Sharp and made of stainless steel
Not wholesome to feel
Stab me to the ground - Why
Falling down to see the sky
My eyes are closed now day is night
Never wake to see the light

Tired and red the ways I gonna die
Tired and red squirm, to plead to dry
Tired and red confirm by oath the death
Tired and red to my last breath

See the chair one thousand volts
Invite to sit down
With closed eyes and fettered limbs
Contacts decorate an iron crown
Overseer turns on the switch
Small sparks squirt out my head
High amperage my body shook
In the claws of death

Tired and red the ways I gonna die
Tired and red squirm, to plead to dry
Tired and red confirm by oath the death
Tired and red to my last breath


03. Incest

Music by Chris Witchhunter and Frank Blackfire
Lyrics by Tom Angelripper
Scour to find new ways of love
Denounce moralisers
Ethic without prohibition and laws
Give no credence to church
Satisfaction in the sign of crime
The meaning of my life
There is no sin all down the line
No repentance pay the price

Number one in the list of misdeeds
Persuade my sister
She shook and gasped in licentious greed
Turned by mutual whisper
Wrapped up in bewitched body shower
Forbidden fruits taste better
Primitive caress to burn out the power
Nymphomania dressed in leather

Incest
Incest
Incest

You take your virtues in a tow
And commit a sin
By defects in your character
You will always imagine
The number of all your virtues
Wipe out the stains and outrage
Realise your exceptional dreams
Incest grin and bear it

You take your virtues in a tow
And commit a sin
By defects in your character
You will always imagine
The number of all your virtues
Wipe out the stains and outrage
Realise your exceptional dreams
Incest grin and bear it

My inclination is a portrait of myself
When I look inside the broken glass
Enjoy sweetest lust and I am feeling well
Moral dilemma without wrath
Crave for you in ecstasy of my mind
Love you to the quick
Don't know what has happened to me
The condition of a bitch

Incest
Incest
Incest

You take your virtues in a tow
And commit a sin
By defects in your character
You will always imagine
The number of all your virtues
Wipe out the stains and outrage
Realise your exceptional dreams
Incest grin and bear it


04. Remember The Fallen

Music by Chris Witchhunter and Frank Blackfire
Lyrics by Tom Angelripper
Honour the fallen heroes
See their last resting place
Perished in the battle of nations
Where they found eternal peace
Do you know the use of their decorations
Awarded for patriotism
They left their life in fire
But don't know even why

Remember the fallen
Remember the fallen

To the command of despotic dictators
They marched to fight in a senseless war
Most of them were just puppets and children
The battle was lost before it began

Brotherly in heart and hand
Know that they never come back
With combined effort
And the believe in god
Their duty only as cannon fodder
Kamikaze as living bombs
Driven into the open knife
Deceitful and malicious

Remember the fallen
Remember the fallen

Their tormented souls will never rest
To pay us back for their innocent death
No quarter shed our proud blood
Retaliation on the warpath


05. Magic Dragon

Music by Chris Witchhunter and Frank Blackfire
Lyrics by Tom Angelripper
Camp duc lap calm before the storm
They fight with drowsiness
Rubbed their eyes must stay awake
Stared into the darkness

Disastrous noise from far behind
Imminent attack splits their minds
Forces proceed to counter thrust
Without doubt they will rush

Moon cast a shadow menace comes near
Formed as an aeroplane
Take up weapons to defend the boundary line
Do not want to loose the reign

Disastrous noise from far behind
Imminent attack splits their minds
Forces proceed to counter thrust
Without doubt they will rush

Night into day when flare bombs detonate to burn the sky
Our hostile positions are made out there is no place to hide
The AC-47 send their flames from all the barrels
6000 shots per minute to make a hill all level

Magic Dragon
Let sheets of fire hail down the base
Magic Dragon
A crucial test the enemy will never raise
Magic Dragon
Spit tracer bullets expose our hiding place
Magic Dragon
Iron monsters destroy with rage

Pilots circle their machines as eagles in the sky
Navigator tactical warfare they know the reason why
'Cause their orders are clear: Crush them to win the war

Magic Dragon
Let sheets of fire hail down the base
Magic Dragon
A crucial test the enemy will never raise
Magic Dragon
Spit tracer bullets expose our hiding place
Magic Dragon
Iron monsters destroy with rage

First squadron obey the command: Take off higher
No Vietcong can move in sustained fire
Orders are clear - Win the war

Magic Dragon
Let sheets of fire hail down the base
Magic Dragon
A crucial test the enemy will never raise
Magic Dragon
Spit tracer bullets expose our hiding place
Magic Dragon
Iron monsters destroy with rage


06. Exhibition Bout

Music by Chris Witchhunter and Frank Blackfire
Lyrics by Tom Angelripper
Arena filled with screaming crowd
In ecstasy they cry
Paid money for a pleasant show
Want to see him die
The matador in shining dress
Intent to prove his courage
Drove by rejoicing mass
It boils his pulsing blood

Exhibition bouts under the star of law
Men make pleasure in hanging gore
Cruelty to animals crime that won't get punished
Creatures treated as rubbish

With direct stabs into living flesh
To agonise the bull
No way out the fronts are clear
Take offensive jab it though
On and on ride to the fall
In danger of his life
Wounded find no place to hide
Death will soon arrive

Exhibition bouts under the star of law
Men make pleasure in hanging gore
Cruelty to animals crime that won't get punished
Creatures treated as rubbish

Blood soaks and stains the parched ground
The slaughter to inaugurate
Duel between man and beast
Their eyes are filled with hate... hate... hate

He restrained fierce at the eleventh hour
Till death blows save his soul
No right to exist lamentation is law
His flesh served up a grub
Now finds piece in a better world
Where man and beast are one
Arena was filled with screaming crowd
He is dead and they are gone

Exhibition bouts under the star of law
Men make pleasure in hanging gore
Cruelty to animals crime that won't get punished
Creatures treated as rubbish


07. Ausgebombt

Music by Chris Witchhunter and Frank Blackfire
Lyrics by Tom Angelripper
We've drudged many decades to live free from care
The war began it was enough to drive us to despair
A time when bread was more worth than pure gold
We missed the warmness saved us from the wintry cold

No trade with death
No trade with arms
Dispense the war
Learn from the past

Ausgebombt
Ausgebombt
Ausgebombt
Ausgebombt

Slogans to hold out till end dreams ramble to the sky
Evacuated far away we left everything behind
Fifty hundredweight bombs dashed us to the ground
When military air raids stormed the land abound

No trade with death
No trade with arms
Dispense the war
Learn from the past

Ausgebombt
Ausgebombt
Ausgebombt
Ausgebombt

Death
Arms
War
Past

Ausgebombt
Ausgebombt
Ausgebombt
Ausgebombt

Political tyranny exercised by morbid despots
Bombardment of fire wasn't win but loss
Corpses buried under ruins and debris
No more war the solution all the nation need

No trade with death
No trade with arms
Dispense the war
Learn from the past

Ausgebombt
Ausgebombt
Ausgebombt
Ausgebombt


08. Baptism Of Fire

Music by Chris Witchhunter and Frank Blackfire
Lyrics by Tom Angelripper
Product of my breeding
Inauspicious shapes
Formed by depravity
Abnegation of my past

Resigning, ireful
Watching the depopulation
Danger, impotence
Envelope the world with fear
Unnatural decay
Disclose the human need
Ptomaine, cremation
Baptism of fire we'll not survive

Abject and spirited
Getting excessive with results
Dislike a normal life
Excruciating waste away

Resigning, ireful
Watching the depopulation
Danger, impotence
Envelope the world with fear
Unnatural decay
Disclose the human need
Ptomaine, cremation
Baptism of fire we'll not survive

Symptoms of pathogenia
Depropotionate your body
Incurable disfigurement
Bones decompose alive

Resigning, ireful
Watching the depopulation
Danger, impotence
Envelope the world with fear
Unnatural decay
Disclose the human need
Ptomaine, cremation
Baptism of fire we'll not survive

Return to biogenetics
Turn over a new leaf
To form a vicious circle
Till end of time


09. Don't Walk Away [Tank cover]

Get down six feet under
I wish she would, your fat blanket mother
She growls and roars like thunder
A mouth so big, the eighth world wonders
She wants me to throw her daughter away
And pick her up instead...

Don't walk away (Don't walk away)
Don't walk away (Don't walk away)

Yes another cunning plot, to get me under her covers
Dior stockings and nothing on top
She ain't like a normal mother
I wish I was a million miles away
So I can't hear her say...

Don't walk away (Don't walk away)
Don't walk away (Don't walk away)

Don't don't walk away
Don't don't walk away
Don't don't walk away

When will this dreadful nightmare end?
I really don't want another
That fat blanket woman drives me round and bend
How can you get lower when hell is in the gutter
I wish I was a million miles away
So I can't hear her say...

Don't walk away (Don't walk away)
Don't walk away (Don't walk away)
Don't walk away (Don't walk away)
Don't walk away (Don't walk away)