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Destruction: "Thrash Anthems II" – 2017

энциклопедия: Destruction

Состав группы:

  • Schmier – бас, вокал
  • Mike – гитара
  • Vaaver – ударные

Destruction: "Thrash Anthems II" – 2017

Композиции:

  1. Confused Mind
  2. Black Mass
  3. Frontbeast
  4. Dissatisfied Existence
  5. United By Hatred
  6. The Ritual
  7. Black Death
  8. The Antichrist
  9. Confound Games
  10. Ripping You Off Blind
  11. Satan's Vengeance
  12. Holiday In Cambodia

Лирика

1. Confused Mind

Rotten psyche, what I have done?
What I can do now it's time
Tomorrow comes, summer again
Butcher in me, kills for fun

How can I be the bad part of me
What can I do to get free?
Holding an instrument to satisfy his lust,
I'm innocent, it kills me

Confused mind
Confused mind

He commits suicide break his mind
When he dies, my life is damned sure
A mind confused I feel so slow
Cause that's the only thing I can do

I'm taking the knife to finish my life
But this strange feeling comes up again
This evil lust takes over me
The butcher, the winner again

Confused mind
Confused mind

Through the backstreet of the town
His steps are clanging
Now he's only an old imagine
In his hand a blade of solid steel
Now its the time you've got it to feel

2. Black Mass

I kneel in front of the altar
it's covered with flowers
I pray to lord jesus
and contess my sins

I hear a scornful laughin'
voices sound through the silence
the organ plays by oneself
hell what's happen here

I look around and scare
skulls lie on the black altar
all crosses turned
green blood drops from the walls

Demoniac monsters grin at me
all over signs of the evil
a man with a black coat floats over me
glowin' eyes stare in the distance

Total calm the figure raise the voice
our master is angry
we must appease him
you're chosen be happy

Panic takes me I run to the gate it's open
nobody stops my rout
don't be so stupid
you can not escape

I awake only a dream
bathed in persperation
a scornful laughin' sounds
a phantom floats over me
'You can't escape'

3. Frontbeast

Witches been slaughtered at the stakes
They've been burned, 'cause
They were in league with Satan
People delighted themselves
When this creatures burned painfully

Witches decided to take vengeance
Satan sent a legion of poisened rats
The warriors of death and most evil inhuman

The sentence of death
Drives you to despair
God can't help ya
You shoveld your own grave

Now the mortal is in the bondage of Satan
Without mercy they persecuted people
Got a place in hell reserved for you

4. Dissatisfied Existence

In my Life I never asked
for anybody's assistance
I'd rather go about my own affairs
than to deal with other persons problems

Dissatisfied existence
What's the meaning of my life?
Dissatisfied existence
Is it worth to be alive?

If I ever want to attract attention
it won't be for your affection
I don't know what I really want in my Life
and I don't remember whom I once believed

Dissatisfied existence
What's the meaning of my life?
Dissatisfied existence
Is it worth to be alive?

What do you really want in life?
What's the meaning of my life?
Is it worth to be alive?
Where's the answer for my searching?

What do you really want in life?
What's the meaning of my life?
Is it worth to be alive?
Where's the answer for my searching?

Dissatisfied existence
What's the meaning of my life?
Dissatisfied existence
Is it worth to be alive?

I live my boring life
and no one takes notice of me
Happiness is not what I feel
Is there any sense for my searching?

Dissatisfied existence
What's the meaning of my life?
Dissatisfied existence
Is it worth to be alive?

5. United By Hatred

The Roman army is marching again
The empire is growing
An all-destroying war machine
That's rolling out on the land

Children out of victory
Across the River Rhine
Once this marching warriors
Are running into death

The people of the land
They supress
Were born with
The free and wild spirit
Slavery they cannot bear
Rome's legions are charged to death

The whole German tribes
Are standing together
Hatred is ruling their brains
Marching out to fight for their freedom
Marching out to destroy Rome's Pride

United by hatred
There's only freedom or death
United by hatred
Killing all invaders til the ground?s getting red

The whole Roman army
Was killed in one day
None of the soldiers survived
The battlefield looked like a slaughterhouse
Rome now your fall has begun

United by hatred
There's only freedom or death
United by hatred
Killing all invaders til the ground?s getting red

6. The Ritual

Now make your duty
Kill the new born child
Fill the blood in the black shrine
The ritual has begun!

Priest, priest, evil priest
Hear the words of hate!
Priest, priest, child of satan
See the omens of death!

Yes raise your hands
And hail to our quest

Bring the black shrine
To the flaming altar!

Priest, priest, evil priest
Hear the words of hate!
Priest, priest, child of satan
See the omens of death!

Satan holy Satan
... to you
to the black shrine
condemned are our present

Priest, priest, evil priest
Hear the words of hate!
Priest, priest, child of Satan
See the omens of death!

Howl like a wolf
... holy cross
Repent the.

7. Black Death

The gates of hell are opened wide
Legions of death are rushing through
Those are leaded by satans might
Invincible messengers of black death

Satan?s servents millions of rats
Are invading the land like a storm
They are so fast, they show no mercy
A lesson in total warfare

Rotting fingers...

Nobody is safe from the sentence of death
No one's defending his life
Cause when the army of death will arise
The final curtain falls!

Mankind's living in constant fear
Everybody staying at home

He's... invincible strength
He's in fear of his life

Black death, black death
Lucifer?s whiplash?s tormenting the masses
Black death
Stinking corpses are proving his strength

Black death, black death
Lucifer?s whiplash?s tormenting the masses
Black death
Stinking corpses are proving his strength

Nobody is safe from the sentence of death
No one's defending his life
Cause when the army of death will arise
The final curtain falls

The Master of hades is laughing loud
. preacher, now you will die
See you in hell

Black death, black death, black death, black death

8. The Antichrist

The mankind is dump, devouring all junk
The priests are serving for truth
Charity's their hobby and heaven's their hope
But their faith is based on idiocy

Satan is present, he's ruling the world
Are you too blind to see it?
World war III will prove my advice
Good is a stupid device

Destroy!

Fools look around you, the whole world's malicious
Bloodshed and war, the mankind is vicious

Black mights will rise, nobody retains them
No God, no priest and no pope
Demoniac forces will be allied
To clean this world of false doctorines

Fools look around you, the whole world's malicious
Bloodshed and war, the mankind is vicious

Heaven or hell? The answer is clear
So better serve satan, your lord
Don't be so stupid, to renounce his being
Or his might will destroy you

9. Confound Games

You feel lonely, nothing is worse
Who cares about you?
People treat you like you've never known
Nobody gives you a chance

Their lives are full of hate
Confound thinking, a theatening feeling
This nightmare will show you the way
Insane brain
The man's over the edge
Expect the sentence of the new strange creature
Despite my change you're alive
I will shorten your balls

Well your life is now in chains
Pain of the... expects you
Death's a price you must pay
Sweetest guillotine
Insane brain
The man's over the edge
Expect the sentence of the new strange creature
Insane brain
The man's over the edge
Expect the sentence of the new strange creature

Insane brain
The man's over the edge
Expect the sentence of the new strange creature

10. Ripping You Off Blind

I'm fed up with these fuckin' assholes
Wish 'em all disease, hope they die
From cancer in their mind
Like to kill 'em with chainsaw
Sitting there with all the strings in hand
Think they can decide upon a band
What they know is nothing relevant
Money makes them all fucked up
Trying to save nothing else but just their ass
Lying to you day in and day out and just pretend
Telling you 'bout the money you make but never get
Being so dumb, you trust in their words and sign the shit
It's been your fault
Rippin' you off blind
Rippin' you off blind
Put you on a trip to America
Give a little tip, leave for Bavaria
Not a single call, no sign of care behind
We never needed you in the first place
Send a cheque – uncovered once again
Promise you: I won't do it no more
Please excuse, there's been some problems there
Fuck off! No one believes you

11. Satan's Vengeance

Witches been slaughtered at the stakes
they've been burned, 'cause
they were in league with Satan
people delighted themselves
when this creatures burned painfully

Witches decided to take vengeance
Satan sent a legion of poisened rats
the warriors of death and most evil inhuman

The sentence of death
drives you to despair
God can't help ya
you shoveld your own grave

Now the mortal is in the bondage of Satan
Without mercy they persecuted people
got a place in hell reserved for you

12. Holiday In Cambodia

оригинал: Dead Kennedys

So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear:

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-belly snItch
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son:.

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot,
Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot...

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul

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