1. IX

that's my place i found it
this is my life i love it
finally we are all together
finally we do feel much better

my brothers will stick around me
we'll live united and see
the world finally dead
"the master has lost his pet"

(we are) really delighted (we) provoked the disaster
we look satisfied at the ruins of the master 'cause
we do hate gods!
we never liked creatures we never liked Crowley
we hated men's guts they are fuckin' betrayers
(then) we claimed: stake!

the bastards predicted our rout
that was the wish of their gods
our power refused their slaves
we just lived by the graves

religions called us demons
because we looked for freedom
we hated the saints and their lies
we made the virgin cry

(we are) really delighted (we) provoked the disaster
we look satisfied at the ruins of the master 'cause
we do hate gods!
we never liked creatures we never liked Crowley
we hated men's guts they are fuckin' betrayers
(then) we claimed: stake!

(we are) really delighted (we) provoked the disaster
we look satisfied at the ruins of the master 'cause
we do hate gods!
we never liked creatures we never liked Crowley
we hated men's guts they are fuckin' betrayers
(then) we claimed: stake!

2. Desert!

the army always pretended to take
the men to subject to their rule
the law and the policy always denied freedom
you've got no choice
you cannot refuse you cannot escape
'cause jail knocks at your door
they won't wait a minute handcuffs are ready
and a cell is waiting for you

don't serve the army – bastards
they'll lose the war – we don't care
don't love your country – it kills you
try to survive – desert!

tha national hymn has been badly composed
for the crowd of the idiots and turds
it sounds disgusting it makes me feel
ashamed to be born in this land
but if i think outside it's the same
i'm also ashamed to be a man
slave of my country slave of the world
i'd better cut off my balls

don't serve the army – bastards
they'll lose the war – we don't care
don't love your country – it kills you
try to survive – desert!

3. Ilona The Very Best

(it) was a sunday night and we decided to see the show
sure to spend a great time we do fast take to the road
we could not imagine what we were to see that night
the vary greatest whore that you could see was just in sight

great!!

she plays with her pussy – she lets her fans lick her clitorids
and
she opens the asshole – she lets my finger slip in:
"inside, down!"

the red light show begins she sings a famous song
but the words are not the same because
she changed them all
she says she is gonna make a revolution to shock the world
"it's better masturbate instead of sufferin' for love"

Ilona you are the very best!

we saw before a movie in which
she takes a golden shower
a friend of her called susan takes
a clister with the champagne
then she fucks a dog and licks the prick
of a big stallion (real one)
we could not believe to see perversion here "live"

great!!

she plays with her pussy – she lets her fans lick her clitorids
and she opens the asshole – she lets my finger slip in:
"inside, down!"

after fifteen minutes she walks down from the stage then
she dives into the crowd to touch and to be slaked
a fan of her is shy, she rubs her pussy along his face
the crowd is getting hot, Ilona is not going to stop

Ilona you are the very best!

last number of the show is gonna shock the fan who see
she climbs up to the stage with a snake around a leg
she starts to play, she moves the tail, she puts (it) inside the hole
she takes a pee and you can see it's flowing to the folk

great!!

4. Impotence

Yesterday said be felt pain in his head
Now he's too nervous, he's stiff in his bed
One day he's drunk, another is tired
He fails all days: he must be impotent
She feels disdain or maybe compassion
It doesn't matter the kind of reaction
She won't forgive him, she won't try again
Cause he fails all days: he must be impotent

He cannot simmulate
Like her: she's so safe
He must proove the truth
No bullshit, no excuse

Chorus: Failed stallion, where's your strenght?
Are you pretty? Are you tall?
It makes no difference, you are condemned
Cause you are: "Mezza sega"
Failed stallion you are lost
Your pride and your good fame
She won, then she said
You are: "Mezza sega"

Too many troubles I see in the facts
The bad situation when she rejects
You've gotta find out a way to be great
The italian men remained with no strenght
Know a good trick, I'm not gonna tell
They have no problems, they know how to move
And girl will return: I can swear she's satisfied

Just ask Cicciolina
She will show you the way
You'll be full of women
And you won't remain a

Chorus: Failed stallion, where's your strenght?
Are you pretty? Are you tall?
It makes no difference, you are condemned
Cause you are: "Mezza sega"
Failed stallion you are lost
Your pride and your good fame
She won, then she said
You are: "Mezza sega"

5. The Derby

Milan!

let the violence live
don't listen to the preachers
let the riot take place
let the knives cut

hatred!

christianity repressed gladiators
and terraces became the new rings
holocaust!
the Derby claims

Milan!

TV condemned the events
the prime minister cries
but she likes the police's repression
against the hooligans disperated

hatred!

the Romans had been forgotten
but terraces became the new rings
holocaust!
the Derby claims

6. Heaven's Jail

if you serve the lord you think to be the dearest friend
'cause the mercy of the shepperd makes
you see the eternal light
in any case you will be saved you won't fear any pain
forever you'll be safe but you've gotta live in

heaven's jail!

you can kill – you'll be forgiven
you can steal – you won't be refused
you can fuck with thousands whores
but a simple repentence
allows you to be refound

that's the reason why the demons left
the golden house
they tried to pick the lock of the gates
of new Jerusalem
they knew the trick of god then they fell into the fire
they are screaming to the human kind:
"try to run away from..."

heaven's jail!

you can rape – you'll be saved
you can peddle – you are excused
you can make the children starve
but a simple repentence
allows you to be refound

7. Minkions

The hall has been crowded, they are checking the lights
A gaggle of children excited tonight
I'm drunk, I'm bored, I don't want to stay

Babies and chicks, who's making that noise?
The sound of a roost, I don't hear a voice
Cackle gets loud, the band's gonna play

Looking to the stage I see some "Minkions" dancing
I drain another beer... I don't like their cool faces
They play the rotten guys, they are just "cool" and "romantic"
A good fraud for the fans who seek the "look neglected"

Here Minkions
Here you got: Minkions
You can touch: Minkions
You can love: Minkions, Minkions' band!

The show is very boirng, I just want to sleep
While babies together are singing their hit
The sound of a church, I listen.... they pray

Worship the Minkions, their gods for tonight
Moshin' new fashion, they play the rough fight
Minkions agree, that's their good way

Gig's near to the end, that's gonna stop my nightmare
Groopies are gettin' wet, they are moving to the backstage
Minkions are too tired, the roadies substitute them
Their manager decides, they cannot touch their fan girls

There: Minkions
There they sleep: Minkions
You can't touch: Minkions
You can't love: Minkions
You can't get: Minkions
You can't see: Minkions
Cause they sleep: Minkions
Cause they are: Minkions

MINKIONS BAND!

8. Mors Tua Vita Mea

Rule of mother nature is killing to survive
That's why ancient romans did not justify
Their cruel and violent everyday style of life
No excuse for their bloody sacrifice

Christian age meant the desappearance of this
Noble saying, substituted by frauds

New mentality came from pharesees
It will terminate the life of roman eve
Worst hypocrisy especially with poors and blacks
False democracy hidden beside their flag

Charity couldn't hide their aggressive aims
Jesuits saved their dirty face

9. Overkill

оригинал: Motorhead

Only way to feel the noise is when it's good and loud,
So good you can't believe it's screaming with the crowd,
Don't sweat it, get it back to you,
Overkill, Overkill

On your feet you feel the beat, it goes straight to your spine,
Shake your head you must be dead if it don't make you fly,
Don't sweat it, get it back to you,
Overkill, Overkill

Know your body's made to move, feel it in your guts
Rock 'n' roll ain't worth the name if it don't make you strut,
Don't sweat it, get it back to you,
Overkill, Overkill

10. Willfull Death / You'll Be Recalled

You choose your own way
Deciding to leave
Great and pure musician
You've never been corrupted
You played what you liked
No looking for success
You played your best
And we won't forget your

WILLFUL DEATH
Not to be condamned

You gave the name to the band
And now we play for you
Maybe you won't listen
The song dedicated to (you)
But the most important fact
Is that your spirit lives
I know there was nothing to do
That's why we will respect you

WILLFUL DEATH
We'll remember

Proud of your life, noble defy
You didn't fear your end
You didn't care, you will survive
You'll be the guide of your band

Knight of death
You won't return
Shut in your room
You died

Under the ground you don't hear the sound
Of people crying for you
They shouldn't cry, they shouldn't weep
Cause you have decided to be

Knight of death
You'll be recalled
Don't forget
Your band