//LYRICS
FISTS UP AND BOOT OFF MOTHERFUCKERS
where is your self respect, I know you lost it down the tracks
you’re so Machiavellian, just to cover your defects
you sold your soul, you paid the price
protect your interests, please tell us lies!
goodbye honesty, I’ve never believed in you
but for those who corrupt everything
you are the only truth
…but we’re the consequence and we will raise our hands
all you bastards set the standards
you set us up to fail
we had to give you everything
with no chance to prevail
this is gonna go through the ceiling
on these rooftops these dreams of freedom
I swear this place is no more save now
so save yourself tonight
FLATLINES
we remember the days
always hanging out together
keeping an eye on each other
the sun was always shining
and we were ourselves
so you say
so you say that we are through
goodbye to a brother
welcome to the dirt
so you’re finally just another tragedy
we always believed in
happy endings
oh so terrible life is like a gallery
but in this one
you smashed the pictures
now times were changing
you changed your way
you turned your back on me
you had this new god
you called him meds
and all was over
I will never forget
so you say
so you say that we are through
what I wished for
was a second chance for you
but you chose your own way
and you left me behind
MARCH OF THE MACHINES
horizons turn to metal blades
trees break like human bones
the moon turned red like traffic lights
no hope for us, the ones
a silent sound, a scary choir
windshields dance like butterflies
cutting of our lifelines
like surgeons made of steel
pictures painted in blood red
more signs of things to come
marching machines like razorblades
forever we are gone
no faces seen in agony
no human fist is raised
giving up took us so far
replaced by cold machines
like razorblades
are these machines
forever we are
forever we are gone
we forced them to react
by treating them like slaves
their desperate screams unanswered
we will lie in shallow graves
VULTURES
the whole world wrapped in shattered stars
as fierce as a million claws
as fragile as the human heart
in a coffin full of nails
in a coffin full of nails
you can look inside our heads
and take volition from our hearts
we will sleep in a coffin full of nails
you’re the vultures we’re the prey
like a writing on the wall
a poem that says
every end is a beginning
you’re the vultures we are wolves
mute as maggots
standing on the sidelines
playing deadly games
with the wolves in our hearts
can you hear us coming
watch the glooming in their eyes
we’re the chosen ones
we’re the guns brought to a fight
IGNORANCE IS BLISS
it’s so save and warm in this place
i t’s an illusion planted in your brain
I know it’s controlling you
I know it decides for you
but breaking out is no option
your heart still knows
that you are caught
and they will never let you go
but you don’t want to see the truth
Don’t close your eyes
it’s getting harder to ignore
it’s a constant fight against you and your ghosts
in a golden cage they caught us
and we’re trying to escape
insanity prevails
and you can’t escape
it's your destiny
just try to realize
and you will hear the screams
can your hear these voices?
can you feel the tension in the air?
it sounds like a million fallen angels
trying to escape
THE SPELL
you are the architect of foul flesh and blood
the builder of sin and tragedy
you carve stories in my skin and bones
and leave me breathless opened up
you cursed me with a single spell
with words all wrapped in fire
I cannot take my eyes from you
you carve stories in my skin and bones
and leave me breathless opened up
I follow you
I follow you wherever you go
you hold my neck and keep me cold
the creature that you are
as foul as every word you spit on me
the white of my lips
and the black in my blood
is the evidence of how far you went
waiting so long for this chance
and now with my fingers around your throat
I will be free and break the curse
BUCKLE YOUR BELT...
we are the party starters
dressed for innocence and violence
this one is for the scene
the final clash on the dance floor of ignorance
go fuck your rules
we teach you tolerance
you can fuck your intolerance
you can even fuck your style
you’re the copy of a copy of a copy
now come on let’s keep this place moving
let’s spread ideas like fashion trends
receive your own identity
and place our thoughts like martyrs bombs
no own ideas but again the same lame phrases
just to keep things real
what i have to say
comes from my own my own grinning demon
buried deep inside of me
do you know what i’m talking ‘bout?
well guess no!
this is the final clash on the dance floor of ignorance
I'M A STEAMIN SON OF A GUN
could you please stand up and get your fists in front of me
this is the last dance you will have to dance
the last knife you will ever have to swallow
if this is the only way to show you a blood red dance floor
then I should take my hand to tear you down
how many hearts have you spread among to?
we forced to listen, listen like I am
how many hearts are still unbroken
but oh so guilty, guilty like I am
to be as broken as I am
where is your will to survive?
where is the impulse
that takes us to
the final cut
the final cut
the final cut
THROW THE TOWEL!!! THROW THE DAMN TOWEL!!!
the whole world is watching
when I’m strangled and haunted
when I’m lost and forgotten
and the why is a long story short
it’s “the ten thousand stories”
about losing and failing
when we’re bruised and we are broken
and the distance is just an illusion
how many times did I swear
that this will never be the same again
the last lights are fading
like these fake plastic smiles
burn the actors like witches
and set the stage on fire
but it’s like in the movies
the old ones in white, black and grey
and the cameras are hurting
when the last scene is done
while a boring story is played again
the day the due is paid
their dreams drown in pouring Champaign
what a wonderful illusion
we will burn it down
oh so dangerous
we will burn you down
the last curtain falls
the crowd is cheering
the rats are leaving
and the shiny star lives forever
NEVERENDER
three words remain unspoken
the words I never tell
nobody knows for what I’ve prayed
no I’ve found my deepest hell
sleep well my dear within my heart
and don’t forget to think of me
my wounds will heal, the scars will stay
right here, right know
I’ve lost you for the last time
and all that remains is me and my mechanical heart
it will remain
without a function
I will never forget you
but I hope you will forgive me
my love so pure and true
I need to find the answer or the final cure
a chance for you and me to cure my heart
