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Artillery: "B.A.C.K." – 1999

энциклопедия: Artillery

Состав группы:

  • Flemming Ronsdorf – вокал
  • Morten Stutzer – гитара, бас
  • Michael Stutzer – гитара

Приглашённые музыканты:

  • Per M. Jensen – ударные

Artillery: "B.A.C.K." – 1999

Композиции:

  1. Cybermind
  2. How Do You Feel
  3. Out Of The Trash
  4. Final Show
  5. WWW
  6. Violent Breed
  7. Theatrical Exposure
  8. B.A.C.K.
  9. The Cure
  10. Paparazzi

Лирика

1. Cybermind

We – will you cut you down to your basic needs
We – will – make sure that you can perform our deeds

We – will build you up and we will replace
So – you – fit to the standarts of our new race

Phase 2 is inside your head
Can't you see? Are you blind?
Mankind's selfcreated threat – Cybermind
Unable to communicate
All is gone, everyone
Programmed to annihilate (Cybermind)

You'll – be sniffing around immortality
Online – with our mainframe so we can see

2. How Do You Feel

You build yourself up in plastic, removin' the signs of age
You pay for plastic surgery, to get a grip on the pace
And every day you wake up smilin', knowin' you look line
Cause you have paid a lot of money, to get lifted from behind

The skin around your face is thin, and tightened to the bone
Your nose got lifted from within, your hair is not your own
You body looks as if you worked out, you ain't done a thing
Cause if you did, the risk would be, the crackin' of your skin

How do you feel? Knowing you ain't you
How do you feel? When you look at you
How do you feel? Can you count the scars
How do you feel? Do you feel like the stars

Plastic surgery – inhuman can't you see
So fuck you livin' deads – get plastic in your heads

The sucktion of your hips and things, were just a little thing
The adjustments made to you in time, are countless and obscene
I wonder what is left on you, how much you've got inside
I wonder what you did in time, to choose this way to hide

3. Out Of The Trash

Why tell – these lies – everyone will see right through
That hell – those cries – changin' with the weather
Once out – then back – and now you've gor a chance to show
You're weak – you'll crack – you know what it's all about

You've seen – it all – nothing here to rise a brow
Could not – be worse – so try to make it better
No choice – no way – as a person you must grow
Within – yourself – lies the answer

You fight – you bleed – you know it ain't no use
You crave – you need – all you can do it lose
You cry – you whine – you are a sad excuse
You're out of the trash

Can't wait – no more – have to find a passage through
Been there – before – obeyed it to the letter
Your will – is weak – must chanche it in a single blow
To brake – those chains – that tie you to this place

4. Final Show

Why will you deny the fact, that you have never won
When you play the final act – your fate has just begun

You're suffering from amnesia, forgotten what you did
But on the floor the corpses lie – a crime you did commit

1st degree – murder – straight to the chair you'll go
1st degree – murder – it'll be your final show

You must receive your punishment, as written by the law
Acceptin' what the jury said – you have to die you know

Tonight's the night you'll wait nomore, your final hours near
Behind the bars where you reside, reach out and touch the fear
You never noticed time could run, as fast as it does now
There's no excuse, no miracles, no where, no what, no how

The chair wawits your silently, have you got any final words
A cigaret, a meal maybe? A ticket off this world
A Minister will ask you to confess, to all your sins
You ask him if he's got a lifetime, the Devil in your wins

You went out to do your deed, the darkness in your mind
The voices deep within your head, commands you to the crime

Controlled by an unnamed source, from deep within yourself
You're just a schizophreniac, so may you rot in hell

The pardon that you hoped for, got stucked somewhere in time
So now you've gotta take what's comin', get punished for your crime
So down the Hallway you will go, to ride the chair of light
This is your leadrole, you're the one, lights, camera, action

5. WWW

I sit down on my ass then I turn on my PC
Diagnistics, Virusscan, I have to wait and see
Then my setup tells me, that I'm ook to come in
Everything is allright, my session can begin

I hook up on the Internet, I sit and chat a while
I find someone, I think, I know, though I never seen her smile
It's getting kinda personal, my feelings are involved
She's comin' on to me man, my problems could be solved

She makes me get uncautious, exited I am too
I'm down on my defences, I love her through and through
I never stop to wonder, who she really is
I'm thinking with my dick instead, it's leading me to this

Triple W – I'm in love with you – you're my friend, when the day is through
Tell me what to do – to make you love me too – I just can survive without you

She tells me all the things, that she would like to do to me
She urges me to buy a web-cam, so that we can see
I rush down to the store, to buy the hardware that I need
I hurry back, I link it up, I set to highest speed

6. Violent Breed

Take your life – I'm gonna take your life
Homicide – let's make it genocide

Run and hide – why don't you run and hide
Step aside – why don't you step aside

Searchin' for a victim, anyone will do
If you don't stay inside tonight, my victim could be you
I'm not selective, I don't care, just wanna see you die
I'm out there on the streets tonight, so kiss your ass goodbye

See if you can take the heat
I'm not the therapy you need
The urge inside, I've gotta feed
Spawn from a violent breed

See you die – I wanna see you die
Ask me why – don't ever ask me why

7. Theatrical Exposure

I turn on my TV – I get on my knees
And pray for a good show tonight

But what do I see – abnormality
I must get it out of my sight

This bad feeling in me – comes from what I see
I'm watching a talkshow tonight

This host's doin' her best – at makin' her guest
Exposing their demons to light

You're pathetic don't you know? Appearing on the show
Showin your perversion, really makes you go

So now you have shown – the world on your own
You're sick and it is plain to see

Ten minutes of fame – they mention your name
Now anything does on TV

8. B.A.C.K.

Think about what you would do – if all prediction should come true
If we were meant to be erased – to dissapear without a trace
Nature tells us everywhere – soon we're running out of air
The resources are running dry – we don't even fuvking try

Can't you see we're running loose – when all we have to do it choose
Let's not make or children pay – millions die everyday
Poisoned by the food they eat – get even get a chunk of meat
The water in the well run dry – so all that we can do inside

Blowin' up the world
Anarchy unfurled
Chaos, mayhem, greed
Killin' our own breed

Brought to sudden death
As the rpophet said
Comin' from behind
Killin' own our kind

We toy with toxic pollution, we play with nuclear fusion
Take a look around it's everywhere you see
We breathe it, we taste it, we're slowly gettin wasted
There must be something somebody can do
It's vital, it's crucial, it's motherfucking fatal
We have to stop or we will erase ourselves
The men with the power, sittin' in their tower
We have to stop'em, or noone will survive

We have to realise our fate – we have no move it's note to late
It takes the help of everyone – this is much working to be done
The human race must change it's course – must saddle up another horse
If we don't the human race – will dissapera without a trace

9. The Cure

Look at me, it's plain to see, that's I'm no longer here
Can you find me?
They took it all away from me, my mind is out somewhere

They analyze my every move, they strap me to this bed
Set me free
They want to do lobotomy, they wanna cure my head

Drain – the pressure from my brain
Suck the juice from me
Sane – I'll never be again
So tell me what you see

They tell me I'm no longer fit, to live my life out there
Deside for me
Pacifide, neutralized, so I am stayin' here

10. Paparazzi

You bend it – you shape it – you squeeze and then you rape it
You just don't know what it is you really do
For money, for power, each minute of the hour
You just can't see that you lie shines through

A legend, a story, a fight for love and glory
Takes place all the time, accordin' to the news
A picture, a photo, a close-up or a total
You just don't care if a victim dies on you

A killer, a rapist, a dangerous escapist
You'd rather get the story, than the justice to be done
A boozer, a junkie, a sex-molested monkey
I just don't get it, is something wrong with you?

A winner, a sinner, a big expensive dinner
There is no end to your lack of common sense
A warzone, a dryzone, got people out of their home

A kill, a thrill, you don't care of you lie
You have to sell, to keep your job alive
As cold as ice, you don't care if they cry
There's no remorse, even when they die

It's on the streets the press is loose
Everytime the day breaks through
The news today will have it's way
And someone find it's way to you

A Model, a Rockstar, the wrecking of a fast car
You get more famous when you're dying on the news
A hijack, a stockcrack, a politicians sexlack

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