We were sent among the first
To fight the wounds, the heat, the thirst
Still, with hate we unify
To watch you bleed and help you die

Oh, they say dead men tell no tales
But your death tells me that you have failed

Stripped to the bone
And left here all alone

Dead men tell no tales they say
Well your death tells me you're away
Six feet down you lay with your eyes closed
So still, winsome sleep, so decomposed

Stripped to the bone
And left here all alone
Stripped to the bone

Stop!
Greaves don't come more false than this
So stop now, traveller, and piss

We are superior to your men
One of us can take out ten
There is no question if or when
So go ahead piling sandbags
Say farewell to your dog tags
While we lean back counting our frags

Stripped to the bone
And left here all alone
Stripped to the bone

I'm not sure anymore, if you're my cure
My release, my spring-breeze or my disease
Anyhow you're charm I cannot resist
You're the reason why I exist

Tornado - come to me
Wherever you may be

My abstinence for violence and turbulence
Has grown into depths yet unknown
I don't care what happens hereafter
I look at tragedies with the eyes of laughter

Tornado - come to me
Wherever you may be

And if equal affection cannot be
Let the more loving one be me

So come to me

The anguish and the agony have passed
As you, sweet wind, has chosen me at last
Blow for me hurricane - justify
For you I'll go insane - for you I'll die

Tornado - come to me
Wherever you may be

Blow for me hurricane - justify
For you I'll go insane - for you I'll die

Face the wrath of an avalanche
In its path no more can stand a chance

She's sleeping so respect her silence
Or you'll be doomed and trapped in her violence
One thing leads to another
Of all disasters she is the mother

Oh...avalanche - you're condemned in advance
Oh...avalanche - caught in a fatal dance
...Oh, I will die in trance...

Chain reaction - you own my full attraction
Go on abuse me with full force

Hit by a light that soon will turn to black
There's no way I will ever turn back
Welcome the darkness, death I'll greet
Waiting for the holocaust yet incomplete

Oh...avalanche - you're condemned in advance
Oh...avalanche - caught in a fatal dance
Oh...the dance of decadence

Chain reaction - you own my full attraction
Go on abuse me with full force
Chain, chain reaction - you meet my satisfaction
And only you can change my course

She's sleeping...

Now I inhale my last breath
Cause the only cure for life is death

Oh... avalanche - you're condemned in advance
Oh... avalanche - caught in a fatal dance...
Oh... the day of decadence
Oh... oh, I will die in trance
Chain reaction

All reasons swept away
And so your troops as of today

You pray for peace yet peace is but a prayer
As you'll decease you'll discover your god is your betrayer

Bulldozed - back to basic

What seven sins, which sorrows seven?
As we are dead we won't greet no heaven
Your blood we'll spill, we fire at will
Your faith and your men we will kill

Bulldozed - back to basic

What seven sins, which sorrows seven?
As we are dead we won't greet no heaven

Loaded with pride, steel and ammunition
Death at best is the faith of our mission
You'll witness the fall of your fellow comrades
In never-ending on-going bomb raids

Overdosed with smoke and gun-powder
I hear the thunder louder and louder

What seven sins, which sorrows seven?
You'll be surprised as there is no heaven

Bulldozed - back to basic
Bulldozed - back to basic
Overdosed - back to basic
Comatosed - back to basic

What seven sins, which sorrows seven?
As you are dead we won't greet no heaven

Am I the last standing heathen?
If so this is a black day for Sweden
Am I the last being heathen?
Then there's a wound in the flag of Sweden

In the stars that shall be bright
When we are dust, I put all my undying trust
For while we do fade away... in vein - they'll still
Remain the same... they're all that will remain...

What is any misery worth
To the world and to the universe
And what do any of all stars care
Of our agony and our despair?

The curtain must descend
To set my spirit free
I am best described as a dead end
And a dead one, yes, yet to be

Under destruction
I'm a fraction of what I once was
A fragile construction
A reaction to my inner loss

Perhaps too young to die
Yet far to tired to live
You must be mad beyond redress
If my next wish you cannot guess

Under destruction
I'm a fraction of what I once was
A fragile construction
A reaction to my inner loss

In the stars that shall be bright
When we are dust, I put all my undying trust
For while we do fade away...in vein - they'll still
Remain the same...they're all that will remain...

Under destruction
I'm a fraction of what I once was
A fragile construction
A reaction to my inner loss

Under destruction
There are things you would not comprehend
No more attractions
Eternal darkness descends
I'm under destruction
I've been living my life wrapped in sin
One last fatal injection
So my flesh will begin...to reflect my within

Hark!
Now the drums beat up again
For all true soldiers and gentlemen
Blood on my hands, and with blood on my mind
I am to slay and replay...I grind and rewind

The plots, the plans, the decadence
Make my life complete
Wars and tours and open sores
It's all I must repeat

Recycle pain - then kill again
Cause every mortal loss is an immortal gain

I've got a taste for the extreme
Yet how strange that may seem
I've joined forces with misery
With death I've built my team

Death squad elite
Kill and repeat
I grind and rewind

Everything is cursed where bombs and shells have burst
All mangled now where led and steel have done their worst

Killings I loop
With my death troop
And with murder I am one as I reload my gun

Grind and rewind

One shot, one chance to ease my fatal abstinence
I track and trace...and grind and rewind

Reclaim the beat
Proclaim and repeat
The faster the greater disaster
Reclaim the beat
Entertain the heat
The better sounding the faster the pounding

Organic, cyanic
I need to be fuelled high-octanic
Dynamic, full panic
Raw wildered flesh-mechanic
Blood beating faster I'm a speed - manic

As every sweet has its sour
You are my power yet I know I'll be devoured
I don't burn without kerosene
And I don't move without gasoline

As every reason has its cause
I'll break all laws and never ever stop to pause
I don't burn without kerosene
And I don't move without gasoline

Organic, cyanic
I need to be fuelled high-octanic
Dynamic, full panic
Raw wildered flesh-mechanic
Blood beating faster I'm a speed - manic

Reclaim the beat
Proclaim and repeat
The faster the greater disaster
Reclaim the beat
Entertain the heat
The better sounding the faster the pounding

I don't burn without kerosene
And I don't move without gasoline

As every sweet has its sour
And every reason has its cause
You are my power yet I know I'll be devoured
I'll break all laws and never ever stop to pause

Fight for the black shark
See what evil brings
Can't you see we're out for blood
Love from a shotgun
License to kill
Can't you see we're out for blood

The kids scream in fright through the night
Loving every bite with delight
And we blow out our minds with your truth
And together we stand for the youth

If young hearts would be more clever
They would be young forever
There is no one to blame for either fame nor for shame
We are what we repeatedly do - so do something new

How come youth is wasted on the young
And why are these old dreams of immortality so wrong

Spirit supernal
Splendor eternal
A creation carnal

Everyone dies but not everyone lives
Dreams, hopes and a taste for flesh is all that life gives

May the flesh be with you
See through, there is no god - make no mistake
May the flesh be with you
So review - there is no fate but what we make

Spirit supernal
Splendor eternal
A creation carnal

May the flesh be with you
See through, there is no god - make no mistake
May the flesh be with you
So review - there is no fate but what we make

...What we make

Seize the day or face you decay
Soon enough we will all rot away...rot away

May the flesh be with you
See through, there is no god - make no mistake
May the flesh be with you
So review - there is no fate but what we make
May the flesh be with you

A shot so quick as ending
My life was not for me to save
Mine was not an ill for mending
So I simply took it to the grave

Ignorance is bliss
Ignorance is bliss
For what good can ever come of this
I am dead, I am dismissed

Ignorance is bliss
I am dismissed

Turn safe to rest, no dreams no waking
Life was not a gift that's worth the taking

I saw the road and where it led
So I put a shotgun to my head

The sooner the better, so than later
After long disgrace and scorn
The longer wait, the heartache greater
This mind and soul should never have been born

Ignorance is bliss
Ignorance is bliss
For what good can ever come of this
I am dead, I am dismissed

Ignorance is bliss
Ignorance is bliss
For what good can ever come of this
I am dead, I am dismissed

For living was simply no reason
I saw the road and where it led
Early wise and brave in season
I put my shotgun to my head

Ignorance is bliss

In rage we rose
With cries and with scream
Revenge of those
Who fought and died supreme
Now you'll die, so I recon
By my hordes, by our swords, within a second

Aggroculture, aggroculture
Aggroculture, a horde of screaming vultures
Aggroculture, aggroculture

Men and beasts now march to war
Break those unbroken and crack their core

Aggroculture, aggroculture
Aggroculture, a horde of screaming vultures
Aggroculture, aggroculture

Go on cry now - bleed your best
For this is how you will rest
Dead through a wound in your chest

Aggroculture, aggroculture
Aggroculture, a horde of screaming vultures
Aggroculture, aggroculture

In rage we rose
With cries and with screams
Revenge of those
Who fought and died supreme
Now you'll die, so I recon
By my hordes, by our swords, within a second

The king he sent to look for me
A sergeant he did say:
"Young man, a soldier you must be
For fifty cent a day"
For fifty cent a day did I
Take off all things I wore
And I have marched to where I lie
And I will march no more

Get killed or die trying
I must get thrilled or lie dying

Tomorrow after new young men
The sergeant he must see
For things will all be over then
Between the king and me

Over...and out
Over...and out
Live or die is what it's all about
I slit my throat while I scream and shout

Do it good and do it fast
Cause every hero becomes a bore at last

Get killed or die trying
I must get thrilled or lie dying

And I shall have to bate my price
For in the grave they say:
"It's neither knowledge nor device
Nor fifty cent a day"

Over...and out
Over...and out
Live or die is what it's all about
I slit my throat while I scream and shout

To all good comes a hatch
The chase is often better than the catch