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Sacred Reich: "Surf Nicaragua" – 1988

энциклопедия: Sacred Reich

Состав группы:

  • Phil Rind – бас, вокал
  • Wiley Arnett – лидер-гитара
  • Jason Rainey – ритм-гитара
  • Greg Hall – ударные

Sacred Reich: "Surf Nicaragua" – 1988

Композиции:

  1. Surf Nicaragua
  2. One Nation
  3. Draining You Of Life
  4. War Pigs

Лирика

1. Surf Nicaragua

I know a place
Where you're all going to go
They'll pay you to kill
If You're eighteen years old
First You'll need a haircut
And then some new clothes
They'll stick you in a jungle
To play G.I. Joe

You fight for democracy
And the "American Way"
But you're not in your country
"What am I doing here?" you say
But now it's too late
You're entering Managua
If you had brought your surfboard
You could surf Nicaragua

What is this we're fighting for
What's our ultimate goal
To force our ideas
Right down their throats
American Intervention
Grows Deeper Everyday
The situation worsens
More soldiers on the way

You fight for democracy
And the "American Way"
But you're not in your country
"What am I doing here?" you say
But now it's too late
You're entering Managua
If you had brought your surfboard
You could surf Nicaragua

Lessons we have learned
Are easy to forget
Hints of viet-nam
How soon we all forget
First we send advisors
And then go the troops
Another worthless conflict
Another Chance to lose

You fight for democracy
And the "American Way"
But you're not in your country
"What am I doing here?" you say
But now it's too late
You're entering Managua
If you had brought your surfboard
You could surf Nicaragua

2. One Nation

A vision os unselfishness
A union of black and white
One nation of all races
It's clear within my sight
I see it clear, no hate, no fear
No soldiers sent to die
A state that's free, and thrives on peace
No greed, no threat to life
We will not build the weapons of war
Which loom over your heads
We will not feed the war machine
Which leads our youth to death
We will not close our eyes
To the atrocities which abound
We will not stand and watch
Until we're six feet underground

The future is our burden
We cannot stand and watch
As the world around us crumbles
And opposing armies march
We will work towards our goal
One nation unity
And you must be the converts
Who work towards world peace

There are those around us
Who stand and say no way
Opposing lessened armies
They are here to stay
But no one knows until we try
What we all can do
I won't stand by, watch childrean die
It's up to me and you
Our world is divided
The boundaries have been drawn
Your ideas are decided
By where you have been born
We can't judge people
By the government of their land
They're flesh and blood like us

The future is our burden
We cannot stand and watch
As the world around us crumbles
And opposing armies march
We will work towards our goal
One nation unity
And you must be the converts
Who work towards world peace

3. Draining You Of Life

Falling from the helliah skies
And draining you of life
The darkness masks the evil body
Then is gone into the night
Hypnotic stare, you're drawn away
He's taken your soul from within
Fleeing to crypts at dawn
The terror for now will end

Arising from infernal tombs
And draining you of blood
Insatiable appetite not fulfilled
The count's feeding ritual undone
To keep warm blood on his lips
For centuries to come
Not to let the dead souls rest
A blood drained corpse when he's done

Returning to the coffin
Sanctuary from the light
Drifting to a peaceful sleep
Waiting for the dark of night
Looking to the sunset
As light now slips away
Spreading wings of horror
Locking jaws of death

Arising from infernal tombs
And draining you of blood
Insatiable appetite not fulfilled
The count's feeding ritual undone
To keep warm blood on his lips
For centuries to come
Not to let the dead souls rest
A blood drained corpse when he's done

Feeding on the minds of man
And lifeblood flowing through your veins
Stalking you with burning eyes
Then ripping out your brains
The bewitching hour midnight
Gives life to phantom form
Taking human souls
Beware you've been warned

Arising from infernal tombs
And draining you of blood
Insatiable appetite not fulfilled
The count's feeding ritual undone
To keep warm blood on his lips
For centuries to come
Not to let the dead souls rest
A blood drained corpse when he's done

4. War Pigs

оригинал: Black Sabbath

Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of death's construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds, oh lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait 'till their judgement day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
As the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of god has sturck the hour
Day of judgement, god is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
ALL RIGHT NOW!

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