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Warhead: "Beyond Recall" – 2000

энциклопедия: Warhead

Состав группы:

  • Benjamin Zur Heide – бас, вокал
  • Florian Albers – гитара
  • Peter Breitenbach – ударные

Warhead: "Beyond Recall" – 2000

Композиции:

  1. Senseless
  2. Blackout
  3. The Trial
  4. Desert Trip
  5. Hour Of Death
  6. Memories
  7. A Piece Of Your Flesh
  8. Forced
  9. The Last Butterfly
  10. Lord
  11. Electrocute!
  12. I Swear
  13. Beyond Recall

Лирика

1. Senseless

...right after the robbery the murderer tries to escape, the police search
teams hard on his heels. He's soon cornered and arrested ... Sirens wailing
Voices yelling

Confusion in my head, I cannot think at all
There's no turning back, backed against the wall
Sirens in the air, I hear that racking sound
The pounding of my heart, I'm feelin' they're around

Drop the gun, turn 'round! Resistance is senseless!
Drop the gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is senseless, Senseless!

Floodlights searching Bloodhounds seeking

Bloody cops on my back, searching every block
I'm cought in a trap, driven into and locked
No, I won't obey, I take my chance and run
I know I'll find a way, yes, I still got my gun

Drop the gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is senseless!
Drop the gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is senseless!

Or should I stop, yield and confess it all ...
... to dwell in jail for years? No! I've got to run!

Drop the gun, turn 'round!
Resistance is senseless!

2. Blackout

... on the backseat of a squad-car he realizes for the first time what he
has done and wonders about his bleak future. He's aware of his guilt and
tries to justify himself with a blackout ...

Oh let me wake up quickly, let me get outta here
And wash away the guilt, the blood-stains on my shirt Oh my god what have
I done?
Why did I use this fuckin' gun?
Why did I shoot and kill a man? and a woman, too?

BLACKOUT BLACKOUT BLACKOUT BLACKOUT
Now here I sit on the back-seat of a squad car
What's gonna happen now? I won't say a word to any of these bastards
They won't make me bow I didn't want to kill these people I didn't want to
shoot
This was never my intention Really, I didn't want to....

BLACKOUT BLACKOUT BLACKOUT BLACKOUT

3. The Trial

... as demanded by the prosecuting attorney the jury find him guilty and
subsequently he is sentenced to death. His bitter ordeal begins ...

He says, I pulled the trigger, fearless and cool
A murderer with intention, hardened like old school
A cold-blooded man, holding up a store
A calculated plan, to enforce what he's heading for
Once I learned 'eye for eye', now I get pain for pain
He wants me to die, I talk 'bout the D.A.
He's counting 'life for life', he's showing up my way
He says, there's a lot thats due –
There are three ways to pay:

For the bereaved we've got to dare
Electric chair, death can be fair
The draft of death gas chamber's breath
Leads him to death, lock up the door!
A lethal dose, a gift from God
Puts him to sleep, smoothe like a dog
The draft of death, gas chamber's breath
Leads him to death, lock up the door!

I'm facing judge and jury, the victim's families
The actors of this play, of this criminal case
The jury listen to, the words of the D.A.
If they follow his request, I will be erased:
We've got to free the world From the burdon of this beast
With his loss of life, other people will find peace
The punishment is fair, his guilt can't be denied
The rules should be clear right now,
There are three ways to die:

For the bereaved, we've got to dare
Electric chair, death can be fair
The draft of death, gas chamber's breath
Leads him to death, lock up the door!
A lethal dose, a gift from God
Puts him to sleep, smoothe like a dog
The draft of death, gas chamber's breath
Leads him to death, lock up the door!

I've heard their words, I've heard them all
Can't believe they're talking about me
They made my hope rise and fall
Now a real way out I cannot see
All these feelings come down on me
I've lost the gleam of hope, is this reality?
It might come back again ...

I loved my life, they proved me wrong,
I've buried dreams, I've buried plans
Maybe they're right, what have I done?
I killed two people, here I am
All these feelings come down on me
I've lost the gleam of hope, is this reality?
Will it come back again?

4. Desert Trip

... desperation, regret and the wish for a second chance play on his mind
during his transportation to a high security prison far out in the desert ...

They close the door, they start the bus
I hope it's not the last trip that I have to go
A driving cage that carries me
To the place you cannot flee
Am I a dead passenger?
So here I go, the sun is rising
There's nothing that's surprising me on my last trip
Cause this is a real nice day for
A deadly trip to the insane corps
The madmen await me!

DESERT TRIP

It's more than dubious what they do
And more than mad what I'm going through
In their eyes justified, the sun still shines
I count the lines
I count the days, left in haze, a desert's in my head
So it's right, okay, I have to pay, cause what I did
Was more than shit, I regret all the pain I caused
And if I could undo my goddamn deed
I would give you everything you need
Give me a chance and not a kick !

DESERT TRIP

5. Hour Of Death

... years later: The day of his judgement is now certain. The execution of
a fellow inmate inflames his hate towards the prison and guards ...

The sun rises, the light is warm and bright
Another inmate soon will lose his life
One more day, one more night, that's all
For sure he'll meet his murderers at dawn

Now they are here to kill another man
The Strap-down Team, I call them the hangmen
One cell is left forever and I know
It's killing time on death row!
In my hour of death, I wish I'm not alone
You are doing wrong, this law is heresy
IN MY HOUR OF DEATH, I WISH I'M HERE NO MORE
IT'S MY ONLY HOPE; THAT'S WHAT I'M FIGHTING FOR

The sun goes down, his last night has begun
He has to say good-bye to wife and son
He had hope, the pardon on his mind
But the governor he never signs

There's still a light that shines across the yard
Working men, playing all their part
The death house awaits the ceremony
Who is next? It could be me!

In my hour of death, I wish I'm not alone ...

Is there hope? Is there life?
Or will I follow him into the night?
... rejected and killed ...no,... not me !!!

Red light, glowing sky at dawn
Right now he fights the fight that can't be won
They're taking time, they're doing their duty
The job is done responsibly

Minutes, days, lifes are passing by
Another inmate, now, has lost his life
When prisoners mourn and one man had to go
It was killing time on death row!

In my hour of death, I wish I'm not alone ...

6. Memories

... during his first hours in the death house he is painfully overcome by
the emotional memories of his family and childhood ...

I close my eyes and see it passing by
The time when I was free
Now makes me wonder why
A child grown up in love and harmony
My brother cared about my mom and me

HELP ME OUT, THESE PAINFUL MEMORIES
FLASHING THROUGH MY MIND
HELP ME OUT, THESE PAINFUL MEMORIES
LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND

Did you forget the good times that we had
I still can see you smile and now it drives me mad
The smile turns into laughter, fades to grey
The friends I had, they turn their heads away

HELP ME OUT, THESE PAINFUL MEMORIES
FLASHING THROUGH MY MIND
HELP ME OUT, THESE PAINFUL MEMORIES
LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND

I open my eyes, shadows, dark and mean
Isolation, I am no more the one I've been
You leave me in this hell and misery
The pressure in my head is killing me
HELP ME OUT THESE PAINFUL MEMORIES
FLASHING THROUGH MY MIND
HELP ME OUT THESE PAINFUL MEMORIES
LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND

7. A Piece Of Your Flesh

... in his thoughts the murderer blames the ones who pass the laws,
sentence to death and file the cases away. In his eyes they commit a
murder, planned and legalized by the government. He asks himself: Could
they ever kill a man with their own hands? ...

This is my life, a piece of paper in your hands
You play the big guy
You're behind the scenes of the crime
You don't push the button
You pronounce the death sentence
Then you put me on hold, your henchmen to kill me
Could you ever kill a man with your own hands
Tell me how strong you would be
If you were forced to execute me !?
YOU LET ME ROT, LIKE A PIECE OF YOUR FLESH
YOU LET ME ROT, LIKE A PIECE OF YOUR FLESH You really believe.
You're going to church on Sunday.
You could do no harm
You represent the public opinion
I guess you don't know
What's going to happen that morning
Or you simply suppress that you're a murderer
Could you ever sleep well at night, if I'd face you
Tell me how grateful you'd be
If your own hands had to kill me !?
YOU LET ME ROT, LIKE A PIECE OF YOUR FLESH
YOU LET ME ROT, LIKE A PIECE OF YOUR FLESH

8. Forced

... because of the strict organisation and the brutality of his treatment
he feels robbed of his dignity ...

Life is hell, a mindless odysee
Now here I dwell, stuck in misery
Forced to draw the line, life not worth a dime
Pain rules my day, living to obey

FORCED! FORCED!
The guard wants to provoke me The priest wants to calm me down:
Rage is aggravating. The punishment is known
Already stopped living, No mind, no heart, no will
Captured in a death-trap, Forced to keep still

RESPECT I REGRET, RESPECT MY SHAMEFUL LIFE

Nothing left to lose, except my selfcontrol
Rage is satisfying, feelings are reborn
Got to end this nightmare, awake before I drop To fight because I'm human
The last thing that I've got

RESPECT I REGRET, RESPECT MY SHAMEFUL LIFE

FORCED! FORCED!
FORCED! FORCED!

9. The Last Butterfly

... and it's fading away ...

10. Lord

... facing death he feels foresaken by God and his country. He never lived
a christian life but it's the irony of his fate that he – like Jesus –
will be executed. And didn't Jesus also say: "God, you failed!" ...

I never thought I'd have something
In common with this man My life was always different
To the way that god has planned
Father, this is your intention, you want me to obey
But government, it wants the same
And didn't Jesus say:

LORD, YOU FAILED; LORD, YOU FAILED
LORD, YOU FAILED; LORD, YOU FAILED

Now I await my destiny, regulated till the end
One man, one cell, one life, one death
I try to comprehend
I'm twisted and they say
I've got to be eliminated
If that's the way it's meant to be
You should be medicated !!!

LORD, YOU FAILED; LORD, YOU FAILED
LORD, YOU FAILED; LORD, YOU FAILED

11. Electrocute!

... the Pardon Board refuses the aquittal of the murderer. Outside the
courthouse there's a pro-death sentence demonstration and the people
demand his annihilation ...

Turned down! Dead man in the dock
The Pardon Board has done it's job
I break down, guards lead me away
I have lost the game

Outside people celebrate
My day of death they can't await
I shiver as I hear their words, again and again:

CLEAN OUT THE BRUTE! ELECTROCUTE!

How can I face my destiny?
The Strap-down Team's awaiting me
To end my life in chains and cells, a life in hell
To pray for delay or clemency
The last rites of humanity
Is this what is left for me?
I still hear them yell:

CLEAN OUT THE BRUTE! ELECTROCUTE!

12. I Swear

... with his last words in the death chamber he swears, he would never
kill again ...

I swear, I'd never fail again
I swear, I'd never fail again
I swear, I'd never fail again
I swear, I'd never fail again

Well-devised from the start
No matter what I learned
Where's the hand that I could hold
I never could return
I'm buckled on this cross-like desk
The whitnesses await
I made my life a one-way street
Pathetic lonely case

13. Beyond Recall

... now strapped to the table he hopelessly watches the preparation of his
lethal injection. As the poison enters his veins his life is beyond
recall.

It's all a mistake, this show is a fake
You fuckers, you lie, I wanted to try
And no one of you, the murderers crew
Is better than me, you're guilty in my eyes
BEYOND RECALL

Who starts the machine?
You turn me to the screen
For you it's all a joke, you want me to choke
I still can't believe, it's only your grief
It's not, I can feel I'm not sure that you know this is

BEYOND RECALL

So look at me, look at me, you witnesses
What do you see?
Is this what makes you masturbate
For you everything's too late
The last thing I want to tell you
And I know that this is true, cause someday
You'll all die, too, and this is

BEYOND RECALL

Cold liquid, the poison's in my veins
Oh my god, I can't describe the pain
Why can't I breathe, I'm fighting with my fate
The hell in me, you'll never stop the hate this way...

BEYOND RECALL

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