Vendetta (GER) - Hate lyrics
Tracks 01. Hannibal
02. Lying Society 03. Guerilla 04. Hate 05. Prepare Yourself For Hostility 06. Mother 07. Rise For Revolution 08. Dead People Are Cool 01. Hannibal
God is in my head
The lord is in my heart and in my head Faith inside myself, believe is what I got inside myself Power in my guts, heavy metal power in my guts Heat is in my mind, fire in my eyes and in my mind Did you make me strong Yes you make me strong Nobody else but you could have the power To make me so strong War is on my way, there's a bloody trace right on my way He was telling me, I got to rule the world with heresy Hear me what I say, cause I'm the only prophet of the final day There's no need to pray I got the order - Kill 'em all Hannibal - prepares you for the meal Hannibal - see the glaring steel Hannibal - is your final fall Hannibal - got to kill 'em all 02. Lying Society
Hardcore what is wrong and what about that fucking thing
Billions you spend all your money and you are dreaming I have seen every film she's doing everything I feel like a thief stealing from TV screens A fluffer is all right, satisfy me all night A hardcore queen would be great, just one take Hardcore nobody's watching and nobody buys Millions looking to your neighbours look into your eyes It's the dream of the masses every social classes No one knows anyone nobody asked for that fun Whores what a disease you are necessary, please Lying society is disgusting me 03. Guerilla
Warfare with a buck and a gun and a strong will
The centre and the order of a lifetime is fighting No motion the system is static unfair soul destroying Won't kill just a man with a heart but the grinders Our time is now Standing one by one in the front and as we are fighting Have a row keep the trust in yourself, and the gun is by your side The elite keeps ruling That's the point of my anger There is only one damn word Just one arm against the blind Call me extreme, call me a brutal mind I'm not stupid I'm telling no lies Call me insane, but I know my head's intact My rage is burning till I will die Fight the war for your bro Keep the gun by your side The machinery's got to die 04. Hate
Now it's done - they sucked me out
And I have nothing, nothing is left Mt friend, yeah, my best friend First time I need help I needed somebody And my fucking whore Anyway, it's better she is gone Bitch - that fucking bitch But I know what you want I've got an operation on my knee Not on my head I give you what you want Fucking asswipe I know what you deserve All the lies I have to hear Sicken my mind, they creep into my ears Politician you suck me out You let us bleed, we're the dying crowd Fucking lady you broke my heart Betrayed my soul, tearin' it apart Sold my life for a smile not more Now I kick you back like you did before You want hate? Call my number I got hate, I got hate for you You want hate? Call my number So much hate, for this goddamned whore Had a friend who turned to foe I needed help, but he said "No" Now I have lost my faith in you I turned around, there's nothing more to do Donate your heart and lose it all Seems we climb the mountain just to fall There was a time so full of trust But all this gold was turning into dust I remember your face, smilin' at mine But behind your holy mask there's an evil mind In your heart in your guts there's no more honesty Your egoism your cruel lies stole my energy 05. Prepare Yourself For Hostility
Do not trust in anybody not in anyone
Keep your fucking mind free and the pluckiness strong Life is in your own hand the place for the gun If you are in trouble, shit, Bro better have one Punch the face of your enemy Check this man, this is reality You're a ball, that's kicked around in here And prepare yourself for hostility Pack your traveling easy to be said But the laws of the street gonna cut your freedom Money is a brute thing, people even bad Kill if it's not done, what they said 06. Mother
Hey mother where is my laughter
My heart that could not lie It seems my power is stolen What I see in my mirror Really makes me wanna die Something inside me's broken Mother please forgive me, I promised to be true ]But the aches inside me made me lie to you You always keep a great heart, the love you give is strong Your little boy's a traitor far too long Oh mother my cure my savior Gonna make your days so hard No motions in my guts now Don't you want to kick this liar Tearing your inside apart Don't you want to use your elbows You believe in me Keep the faith in me And I'm disappointing My mother, my cure, my savior My saint, my god, my straw Pure love and the first law 07. Rise For Revolution
Can you see the force of the money
It determines the rules We can not decide what is going on Poor means fool No more hiding got to stand up If we don't wanna lose Keep on fighting, we don't wanna be abused, misused Rise for revolution Rise for anarchy Rise for independence Raise your will to be freedom, reason Movement, tension, integration, desegregation Resurrection, reflection of justice King is wealth and wealth is the law In a so called monarchy Politics are made by the rich in a demogracy You got a voice, you're equal A theoretical right But if you want to stand for the poor You have to fight the war Rise for revolution Rise for anarchy Rise for independence You got to raise your voice and your fist Justice for all No more starvation and violation of the small They exploit the weak for economic growth And tell ya If you have to die for the history - be proud 08. Dead People Are Cool
There's people on the outside
There's freedom where they dwell The spheres they're populating Can't be like hell on earth Cause we're learning What's meant with calm and peace Which I could see the outside Where all is free Mistreated and fucked up The waters where I dive Lost and cheated I'm creeping I'm bound to follow The sundown of human rites Feel sorrow, the pablum of death Frustration, the centre of my life, day and night I feel exploited and violated I feel crushed and I feel down Please do not tell me That you would show consideration Of my heart, this is so fragile Or just my soul Dead people are cool |