The Krixhjälters - Evilution lyrics
Tracks 01. Intro: Evilution
02. He Speaks 03. Mulling Over Anaesthesia 04. Kill Each Other 05. To Whom Can You Turn 06. Beria, Show Him The Door 07. Imperial Leather 08. Justify The Means 09. I 01. Intro: Evilution
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02. He Speaks
He came in the age of injustice,
Persuading with his eyes glowing with belief, Spreading the seeds of rebellion, Revealing the deeds, the reason for their grief. And they turned their banners towards the west, Against a state in confusion. He convinced them that empires would tremble at the sight Of the bird Phoenix arisen from the ashes. He Speaks, and they raise their heads He Speaks, proclaims the Evilution He Speaks to the minds not yet complete He Speaks everytime a revolution The crescent turns to full And a new era begins. Under the whole of the moon and the sun, The masses fuse into UNITY. The history repeats itself As so many times before. The time has come for road-call, As a premonition of the cataclysm. He Speaks, and they raise their heads He Speaks, proclaims the Evilution He Speaks to the minds not yet complete He Speaks in the time of revolution 03. Mulling Over Anaesthesia
Trotsky never happened,
Look at the ice-pick hitting thin air. But what was Josef really after, Would his inner thoughts have turned to public laughter? Who Killed Kirov? She Killed Kirov They Killed Kirov God Killed Kirov That's Why He Is Dead! Tonight he's alone with his visions of third Rome 'Cause his friends have gone away. Some by themselves, some requiring some help, None deceased from old age. If he feels like sending some people to camps - let him have it his way. An extraordinary genius can't always behave like him being full age. The underdog's master, Father of all workers, parent of the year. But who was he to rape this land? For us not to know, but the little girls understand. Who Killed Kirov? She Killed Kirov They Killed Kirov God Killed Kirov That's why They're All Dead! Tonight he's alone with his visions of third Rome 'Cause his friends have gone away. Some by themselves, some requiring some help, None deceased from old age. If he feels like sending som children to death, then I think it's okay. There's a Napoleon in every block, let them all have it their way. 04. Kill Each Other
Nuclear stockpiles, I know you're out there
You can't hide from me babe, but I don't care. Kill Each Other Kill Each Other Blow me to pieces, go ahead mercy-kill my brain A man without anything is a man with everything to gain. You can head for some venus, counting final count-downs, As long as you know, nothing you can't lose can't be found. Fly away, hug a cloud, Chaos for evermore, total party at hand. Nuclear war, so they finally dared, The bombs have all gone away, the natural way. A-bomb, fun bomb, I kneel I obey. God-damned phalluses, I want to get laid. Kill Each Other Kill Each Other Happy birthdays, you'll regret them before the end. Hjälter skelter through the fire new messiahs will descend. For the sake of our children, can't you see they want to die? A billion little happy faces smiling and then starting to fry. Fly away, hug a cloud, We're turning in tonight, with clean and fragrant minds. Smile and sigh we'll all die, Chaos will love you more, affection finally found. 05. To Whom Can You Turn
When purification of mankind reaches perfection
And the ideologist starts to give you significant looks You'd better reconsider what you've once denied, So when desperate facing the backs of your old friends - I wonder... To Whom Can You Turn? To Whom Can You Turn? And when darkness is closing in on every level of your surroundings. I bet you suddenly start cursing your short memory. You will have to redeem and learn the true purpose of nature, my friend; "How to commit blasphemy without getting crucified." To Whom Can You Turn? To Whom Can You Turn? 06. Beria, Show Him The Door
Quickstep is a relish,
Come on, don yer wellies, Hype up for a hellish feat. Let's revitalize the future (make it nicer), Let us motorize the beat. Ideas so appealing Less to thought than feeling, Expertise concealing pride. Nursing our diseases Forcibly less pleases, Patient went to pieces (died). Natural selection Reaching imperfection Questions and infections breed. Answers less than thrilling; "Curing" just means killing Symptoms, not fulfilling needs. Superoutput owing To the overflowing Just to keep it going on. Brave new worlds and nations Suffer infestation Surplus population gone. Just As We Made It To Be Just Like The Feeling Of Pain Just Like The Feelings We Feign Would That My Birth Set Me Free Would That It Happens Again Not That I Care What You Say What You Have Done Made My Day It All Evils Out In The End 07. Imperial Leather
Crime is the custom of a penal solution,
Ordeal by fire, the nightly pollution, Delusions of fury and here's a conclusion: A Check On Subversion, pry and revenge. Time is a space that we scan for succession; Birth, copulation and death in procession, Heals all my wounds and orders repression A Check On Subversion, fuelled by change. Rhyme is a pretext for incoherent fiction, The nature of love in pathetical diction. Lack of experience powers conviction, A Check On Subversion, but we're on the take. Grime to the sweeper and cash for the banker, Crusing for burgers, no reason to thank her. Cry out in pain like discharge from a tanker, A Check On Subversion, and here comes a break. The grosser the national product the better, More common than sense, "to check" means to fetter. Follow the unwritten laws to the letter, A Check On Subversion, nothing repays. Seeking the truth as if seeking indictment Just as the things that go bump in the night went Off to the court for the fun and excitement. A Check On Subversion, a check on our grace. Now we can offer a full comprehension, A further reduction, a circular reason: Pain only hurts when you give it attention (Sometimes it's hard not to). The lotion, the potion, the centre of pleasure, Another seduction, stop it at nothing. Isn't this freedom, or is it just leisure Knowing not what to do? 08. Justify The Means
Distorted echoes from the past
A flashback to ages that would not last. Restoring the values of ancient times Stir in the memories of forgotten crimes. Justify The Means, And I'll Justify The Reasons Justify The Reasons, And I'll Justify The Measures. Repeating the deeds of yesterday, Concealing the purpose of the game we played. With a new name and a shimmering glance, Old ideas becomes real, and you haven't got a chance. Justify The Means, And I'll Justify The Reasons Justify The Reasons, And I'll Justify The Measures. 09. I
How can I even begin to explain
The vast world within me, When every word I say should be a sentence And every feeling I express an explosion. Where the biggest adventure of them all lies within myself. How could you ever understand the mystery called I. Since my soul is too huge for my body And my mind more powerful than my personality, The borders between dimensions fade away. There are no limits to what I can achieve, Since I create my own reality. How could I ever understand the mystery called I. Multidimensional I overpowered - By the dream of the ego. Small minds playing big time games - I'm scared to death of mankind. Ethical decay, paralyzed by freedom - Let's shift from black and white into colours. |