She's asking for it.
She's says no-thing.

Hold her down
and shut her up.
She lost a crown.
She smiles cause it...Hurts.

Good girl,crude world.
Beware...

Greased hips, bruised lips,
loose ribs.
Smoothed victims...
Nights.

Tomb-stone pavement.

She just needs...Vaseline.
She must feed...off your...
sour milk.
Sold out. So cheap.
She's lost. High. Old
Streets like gold.
Forget it all.
Heroin. Heroin

Skies. Nameless.
Amnesic flight.
Undressed...Vaseline...Ride...

Vaseline.
Strip and smile.
Slip-and-slide...
Slit-throat lies.

Corpse: not found.
Take her down, green river.
Nameless. Faceless. Endless.
				

I hear the sounds of her heels,
as she's walking towards the door.
I feel the bedbars of steel,
as I'm crawling down to the floor.
When she sees
I've shitted my pants,
she ties me and beats me up well.
Come on, please,
let me eat some ants!...
No friends left for
secrets to tell.

Gimme!
Lobotomy!
Rust in peace in
my wheel-chair.

Ectasy! Colostomy!
My flesh is all covered with sores.
Misery! I piss on me.
I wish I could pay for a whore.

Bluebottle flies, my butterflies,
Living off of scabs in my eyes

She's dressed in white,
needles-shine bright,
Sticks her speculum up my ass.
Mouth wide opened,
my inside's burned,
pills-vomit-puss filled-up carcass.

God! I've been asking for a
nurse, a nice girl that
I could trust,
Never askin' for that goddamn
slut I could never fuck!
Need someone to clean my room,
need someone to bleach my wounds.
Nevermind! I want to be blind!

Porridge is what
She feeds me with,
I don't need
no laxatives tonight.
Perfused,I'm confused,
She puts my urine
in the fridge.
Kiss me goodnight!
You don't have the right!
I think I abused.
Don't think I'm amused.
I just think I'm getting used.

Inside my head
I am dead.
Call the nurse!
Scarification hurts.
Basin filled
Blood-shit spilled
Sew up my guts!

Prozac and Valium
and happiness in psychiatry.
I pray for no resurrection
after my euthanasia.
Cross-less Christ,
my pain's in vain.
What the fuck I wanna be?
Dead!!
				

I'm starving, addicted to pain.
I'm searching one chick
to be slain.
Ain't against the grain.
Strangulate.
To run out her brain!
Run out her brain!
There you are, cute as a dove
What is your name?
Oh, Carmen,
it's fits to like a glove

My name is Bob, nice to meet you.
D'ya wanna drink at my place?
I live nearby,
just come around,
For sure-I'd love to ejaculate
on your face.
Right on your face!

Here we are.
Please don't worry!
Taxidermy! My hobby.
Look at my mummy!

I'm so turned on,
grabbing her hair,
Sliding my blade on her throat.
I feel so good,
remembering my youth,
As I used... to sodomize
my domestic goat.
Stop shouting! Be my girl!
Stop shouting! Be my girl!
Or you'll face...Macabre...
Punishment!

Struck, laid in my bath-tub,
that's luck offering to
my scalpel.
The thoughtful part of
my artwork.
To incise her skull!
Incise her skull!

Carcass with no pulse,
let's get to work.
Just eviscerate!
Her guts out of her
deadly corpse!
Don't wake up! Be my girl!
Don't wake up! Be my girl!
Or you'll face... Macabre...
Punishment!

Fulfilling, spared putrefaction,
I'm padding, straws in action.
Indecent threesome.
Organism vivisection.
Vivisection.
				

Wait a second, Hare!
I hear the calling of beyond
Let me pray before I die!
Salvation passing
thought disgust
Nature now rules on
human dust!
I-know-hunting rabbits
leads to- death
I wish it ain't man's
last breath!
Grand Hare Order
Invasion- chaos turned
mans killing,
Billions of bunnies raging
Dictatorship,
racial domination
The forest thirst of
revenge blood spill
Cruel- elimination...
E...Eradication!...
Meat eaters were all sterilized
Death camps torture
all brutalized
Vegetarian's lives were spared
Man's future impared!
I-know-hunting rabbits
leads to- death
I wish it ain't man's
last breath!
Grand Hare Order!
Human- raised for their skin
Coats, condoms,
Q-tips is their fate...
Rows of cages in laboratories
Guinea pigs bound to cosmetics
				

Come
Shadows, thorns, rain.
Sorrows, frost, pain.
Fatal garden, Hyperborea.


You, Übermensch, enter
Do, Übermensch, try
You, feeble flesh, endure
My reign to deserve your pride

Cold, empty, absurd
Void echoes when you cry
Slow, concrete, torture
Tortured to deserve your pride

Pain

Thought your were"Übermensch"?
Enter: now you'll only ache.
Felt so strong- talked so loud
You're wrong:
soon I'll turn you mad
Blood blister- stupid race
Suffer- now you'll starve
to death

Hyperborea

Where are all the
Gods you used to trust?
All a-round you
there is just dust.
Stones, clouds, emptiness,
dirt, mud, tornados
New-born loneliness
-terror inside grows

Infinite
Deserts
Night
Hurts
You know
You can't hide
There's no
Way out of Hyperborea

Proud
Mad
You call my name
Now
Shout
You turnes insane

Weak
Bleats
Rising fear
Blizzard
Bleak
Hyperborea

Run, get lost,
and taste your self-ignorance
Crawl, drown,
in my stinking swamps
Lie under my raining spits
Where is your wit?
Fell the cold, the heat.
Flesh

Grieve
Alone
See you dying before my throne
Weep, miserable
Lately regret your
lethal vanity
And fight, despair, human
extinction is pleasant to me
Meet
Reality
Under torture you
will learn my strength

Pain
Come
Shadows, thorns,
rain.
Sorrows, frost, pain.
Fatal garden, Hyperborea.
You, Übermensch,
enter
Do, Übermensch, try
You, feeble flesh, endure
My reign to deserve your
pride.
Cold, empty, absurd
Void echoes when you cry
Slow, concrete,
torture
Tortured to deserve your pride.
Pain

Thought you were
“Übermensch” ?
Enter : now you’ll only ache
Felt so strong – talked so
loud
You’re wrong : soon I’ll turn you mad
Blood blister – stupid
race

Suffer – now you’ll starve to death

Hyperborea

Where are all the Gods you used to trust ?
All a-round you there is just dust.
Stones, clouds,
emptiness, dirt, mud, tornados.
New-born loneliness – terror inside grows

Infinite
Deserts Night
Hurts
You know
You can’t hide
There’s no
Way out of Hyperborea

Proud Mad
You called my name
Now
Shout You
turned insane

Weak
Bleats Rising
fear
Blizzard
Bleak
Hyperborea

Run, get lost, and taste your
self-ignorance
Crawl, drown, in my stinking swamps
Lie under my raining
spits

Where is your wit ?
Fell the cold, the
heat.
Flesh.
Grieve
Alone
See you dying before my throne
Weep,
miserable
Lately regret your lethal vanity
And fight, despair, human
extinction is pleasant to me
Meet
Reality
Under torture you will learn my
strength

Pain" 
				

[Instrumental]
				

Dealing the cards,

Children of war.

Play hide and seek
in the shade.
Point out the weak,
playtime with sharp blades.
Cowboys, Indians,
cut-throat recess.
Go, soldiers!
Run to the west!

Pawns...
In whose game ?
Knuckle bones,
with human teeth...
Children with machetes.
Spin the coins.
Here is your flag.
Pawns.
Games.
Spades ace, clubs queen,
time for tea.
Dice, cast. Black wins.
Fates're scaled.

Games.
Trophies, trial, torture,
triumph, draw lots.
Random target bloodful
bucket clots.

No
Heroes
War.

Rising kids,
holding some sticks,
in the field.
Silent, no feelings, no fears.
Say how, Lord of the files.
They get sticks and guns ?
Break starts,
and they shoot and they run.
Femoral haemorrhage.
'Die slowly for my age.
'Drink my own blood.
We put ourselves up
against the wall.
Hopscotch has become
death by stones.

Battle fields,
Playing fields..
Random.
Fall for a fate you won't know.
Limbo.
Festering ribcage you are..
..playing dead ?
You're only ten.
Looked smaller than your gun.
Only ten.
Little carrion.
Randomized.
Blindman's buff,
with black-stained clothes,
lining up for the post.
Scarlet skies.
The sun has drown.
Kabylian smiled or
scavenging brothers.
The game's over.

Found a coin... Open grave...
Later trial, first the stake.
The game's over. 
				

Mother of Destruction

Blood ! Rotten !
Get away ! Now !

Right, the time has come for us
to make you trust
Shiva's destruction.
Still you fight,
search for the light,
search for the way out of
your fucken self-aversion !
No way ! You're dead !
Shiva wants you off
with your head.
Wake up ! And die.
Because she knows all of your lies.

Mother Destruction
No simulation !
Child immolation won't
appease the sun.

By her sword and by her fire
Dies the lord of
Christian slaves.
Goddess of your doom
slays all the liars,
Takes the rest of you
-down to the grave !

Flowers, out of her womb.
Blood-stained pearls
on your tomb.
Mary's pregnant,
spelled by the wizard,
Water's broken,
caten by lizards.
Miscarriage of a savior,
Fed with poison.
Save no children.

When Babylon
's burned and grey
I'll sing your song
Everyday.

Chaos!
Endwar!
Opened guts in a gore.

We'll speak our prayers,
Yesterday.
Cuz we're slayers
Anyway.

Fire!
No salvation!
Nor damnation.
Just the final fall.
Blinded eyes,
Cancered souls.
World demise!

Unless the rain
Comes over me
I feel nothing
She cannot see.
Into the flames.
I feel no pain.
Mother Destruction
She wants you to burn.
Dance of destruction.

Holy Graal,
full of blood clots!
Here she comes,
Jesus she knows not.
Wishing-well,
did your foetus rot ?
Shiva fucks the son.

Come on!
Abortion!
Get along dissection.
Destruction.
				

Monday morning,
Full-speed driving,
to the faceless Compagny.

Organizer, mind-lobotomizer,
Draws the rules of hierarchy.

There am I in my rental car,
And holding on to my rental wheel.
I'm watching myself,

in the rear-view mirror
And wondering,
is this my life for real?
There a crease
on my tie today
There a fucking crease
on my tie today
A fucking crease
on my tie today!!

Stop! Watching me
Big boss! Rivalry
Hired! Fired
Yuppies, crowding in
the elevator.
I hold a Filofax...
Asphyxiated by the
air-satanizer,
Wish it were a battle- axe.

Asked for some pay-rise,
got no promotion.
Sell-myself career,
self-prostitution.
Fancy socks,low wages,
need vacation.
Cartridge-belt, pen-pusher
gets munitions.

Afternoon off?
Kalashnikov?

No, I don't wanna be
on the dole!

Stress- Manager!
Fortress- Computer!
Contact- Breaker!

En-ter-prise

Lexomil enterprise.
Re-dun-dan-cy.
Control-screens mesmerize.
E-mer-gen-cy.
Maintenance head hunters.
Se-cre-ta-ry.
Management corridor.
Get-ride-of-me.
Coffee-break machine gun.
Blast-the-trainee.
Cephalo-rachidian
Spatters!!

You! Can't fire me!
Because I quit!
Dead people can't compete!
Afternoon off?
Kalashnikov?

There am I, in my rental car,
And smearing blood
on my rental wheel.
I smile at myself in
the rear-view mirror.
Good god, I can't tell
how glad I feel.

I take my shotgun
on holiday.
My fucking shotgun
on holiday.
I take my shotgun
on holiday.
				

Happy journey,
mister white man
Have a good trip
across Thailand!
Bring your dollars
and your camera
We love you so,
God Bless America!

"Begars are no choosers",
they have to accept
Offers from customers
they're forced to respect.

You're so tough and manly,
women fall on their knees.
Everyday you have fun,
every night, find a brothel...
You're so fat and ugly,
Whores implore
"please not me!"

Welcome aboard, mister US!
Feels like a lord,
rags to riches.
Pays for a shirt,
or for a little girl...
Get all you want,
in the fucking third-world!

Buy!- Your enjoyement:
stolen!
Lives!- Future, laughters,
from children...
Buy!- come on!
Pick up what you need!
Doesn't matter how much
they bleed!

I love Thailand!

Exotic paradise!
Taste brand-new flavours!
Erotic "kinder-size",
Waste some poor teenagers...
8-year-old prostitute,
in your bed tonight
5-bucks cum in her mouth,
you know you have
all the rights.

We hope you had some
happy days.
We hope that you
also got"Aids".
So glad to give you souvenirs
For your wife,
this lethal disease.