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Tischwürze Live gesehen, sofort gehooked worden, Platte gekauft! Favorite track: Sinking Like Stones.
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1.
Oh Brother 02:49
Oh brother oh brother, oh brother, what have they done Our rome was built on sand Come rip me, go! Go me rip me! Let’s put this straight! I won’t fight with tooth and nail Hey Hey! This is our last breath! For the worthless, blindless, for anyone Hey Hey! This is a sentence of death A pack of lies, handshake with a knife And if our hearts stop beating, we’ve got thousands in the bag And if our lungs stop breathing, we’ll give everything back! You can’t be free in a world in chains, life shifts at every hand Dig 6 feet deep in the ground Down so down, the death is alive Down so down with no head up high Dig deeper till youre down ___________________________________ The moment when you realize that everything comes to an end. People are divided in groups; after all we aren’t all the same. The ones that are down carry the ones above. The game has to be played fair and handshakes and agreements have to be made with a look in the eyes and not with a knife. Is our Rome built on sand?
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Showdown at twelve in the middle of the street sand, blood and dust is all that you need sell me, break me, hang me high we’re the ones that came to die Tongues are screaming – hang em high As my wounds are bleeding dry I’ve got everything to loose not allowed to prove What I am, What it is, not allowed to exist This life, more than a risk I show you my rifle You show me your head an one way ticket To the land of the dead Travel these paths And become insane As a piece of metal Marks your brain Look at the others if you see them down blame everyone else when you can’t reach the crown change the world if you like to lose cope with the end, hell comes soon _________________________________ Entertainment is opium for the masses; blinded by a fake world. We love to see “people” who are not like us, dull, foolish, make mistakes. Amuse our self to see how great we are and how clever we are. People celebrated the burning of witches, hanging of people, or faked television. But who wants to change the world, if you like to lose?
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We had it all in our hands But lost everything again We’re right crashing through walls And sinking like stones You’ve got to carry this burden And the weight of the world Obey to the grave and stumble to death This life without lust – no lust without life Words written in dust – no one you can trust Misguided, Mislead – everything’s good as long as you´re cheated This smell of death will hunt you down It will bring the grief, the flesh and bone From the cradle to the grave – from day to day From the Black Mass to the blackest black – from night to night Decay as you grow up – with the dreams that you just got ________________________________ We have the chance to avoid social injustice. We have the power, technology, people with brilliant ideas. But history seems to repeat itself. We’re the only species on earth that kills and slaughters each others for no reasonable purpose. We don’t learn, we think that we do, but we just go straight ahead with eyes closed and tell ourselves that everything is good. We are sinking like stones
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Vultures 02:23
No change – Just games No heroes – Just liars No leaders – Just dolls No value – just worth You jeopardize what we´ve built in years You destroy what we create Who are you? And what are you? With open eyes into the vultures beak Rip out my eyes, do I really need them? Tales of a broken man, who reads them? Rip out my eyes We’re the first, we’re the end This masquerade ball will be your last You danced on wet cement There’s nothing you can wash away And this hungry and selfish breed Won’t grow if they lose their ground Traitor! Judas! They got the might, they won’t give it up This can’t be real, this won’t work, stick to what you’ve been told Walk the line, just follow gold! __________________________________ Games are played at the stock exchanges. Brokers, banks, the vultures are gambling with food, with futures, with lifes. The price others have to pay for the wealth of a few is scarcity, hunger, unemployment, poverty. In the end its always the banks that will be rescued instead of the people. Are we yet the broken men nobody wants to listen to?
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My heads about to break Lost 30 years within a day Crawling home, just a place As my whole memories break All this chaos in the streets One last sign we believed Act of violence they’ll say Our way, nothing to achieve Take me back for just one And you can stick to all you’ve got And forget all you’ve forgot Hold on to what you see And trust someone you don’t believe Stay in line and wash your brain Follow a path without an end Pull your sleeve back, start to work Follow, you night Or a second I will preach To a moment I was in line To a moment I was bright After all we could have known After all now we have seen That this illusion, just a dream But this dream is just a dream Nail my hands into the ground Let me pay for all your sins Smash my head into this wall Take me back to where I belong! They whisper, don’t you hear Demons tongue and the devils voice You’ve got no other choice This life - a place - obey Nail my hands into the ground Let me pay for all your sins Smash my head into this wall Take me back to where I belong! __________________________________ Riots in Egypt, Greece, Turkey, the list goes on. An increasing number of people protestesing to protect and reclaim their rights. Riots arise, citizens who just want to live free are tortured, oppressed and shot down to maintain the might of the governments. People go out into the streets and feel what they are worth: believes are hit with legal law, dreams and hopes are smashed with gas, and their world view gets destroyed within a second. This is your life. This is your place. who do you obey?

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Recorded live in August 2013 with Basto at High Tide Studios Hennef.

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released December 13, 2013

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