live

the freeway is jammed
and it's backed up for miles
the car is an oven and baking is wild
nothing is ever the way it should be
what we deserve we just don't get you see

a briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edge
each step gets closer to losing his head
is someone in heaven are they looking down
'cause nothing is fair just you look around

falling down
falling down
falling down

he's sick of waiting of lying like this
there's a hole in the sky for the angels to kiss
branded a leper because you don't fit
in the land of the free
you can live by your wits

once he built missiles a nation's defense
now he can't even give birthday presents
across the city he leaves in his wake
a glimpse of the future a canibal state

falling down
falling down
falling down
				

live

love is a razor and i walked the line on that silver blade
slept in the dust with his daughter, her eyes red with
the slaughter of innocence
but i will pray for her
i will call her name out loud
i would bleed for her
if only i could see her now

living on a razors edge
balancing on a ledge
living on a razors edge

the evil that men do lives on and on.....
the evil that men do lives on and on.....
the evil that men do lives on and on.....
the evil that men do lives on and on.....

circle of fire my baptism of joy at an end it seems
the seventh lamb slain, the book of life opens before me
but i will pray for you
and some day i may return
don't you cry for me
beyond is where i learn
				

live

lying awake at night i wipe the sweat from my brow
but it's not the fear 'cos i'd rather go now

trying to visualize the horrors that will lay ahead
the desert sand mound a burial ground

when it comes to the time
are we partners in crime?
when it comes to the time
we'll be ready to die

god let us go now and finish what's to be done
thy kingdom come
thy shall be done... on earth

trying to justify to ourselves the reasons to go
should we live and let live forget or forgive

but how can we let them go on this way?
the reign of terror corruption must end
and we know deep down there's no other way
no trust, no reasoning, no more to say

afraid to shoot strangers
afraid to shoot strangers
				

live

sometimes it makes me wonder
sometimes it makes me question
sometimes it makes me saddened
always it makes me angry but ...

when you can see it happening
the madness that's all around you
nobody seens to worry
the world seens so powerless to act ...

it's out of control
blood on the world's hands
each day a new toll

another assassination
the same day a new creation
but what are they coming into
security of a world that brings ...

one day another killing
somewhere there's someone starving
another a savage raping
meanwhile there's someone laughing at us

it's out of control
blood on the world's hands
each day it goes on

brutality and aggression
tomorrow another lesson
expecting another air raid
praying for a ceasefire ...

they say things are getting better
no need to be complacent
there's chaos across the border
and one day it could be happening to us

it's out of control
blood in the world's hands
it's our epitaph
it's out of control
someone should know
blood on the world's hands

someone should
				

live

silently to silence fall
in the fields of futile war
toys of death are spitting lead
where boys that were our soldiers bled
war horse and war machine

curse the name of liberty
marching on as if they should
mix in the dirt our brothers' blood

in the mud and rain
what are we fighting for
is it worth the pain
it is worth dying for
who will take the blame
why did they make a war
questions that come again
should we be fighting at all

once a ploughtman hitched his team
here he sowed his little cream
now bodies arms and legs are strewn
where mustard gas and barbwire blooom
each moment's like a year
i've nothing left inside for tears
comrades dead or dying lie
i'm left alone asking why

in the mud and rain
what are we fighting for
is it worth the pain
it is worth dying for
who will take the blame
why did they make a war
questions that come again
should we be fighting at all

after the war
left feeling no one has won
after the war
what does a soldier become
				

by anthrax

unchain the colours before my eyes,
yesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies.
scan the horizon, the clouds take me higher,
i shall return from out of fire.

tears for rememberance, and tears for joy,
tears for somebody and this lonely boy.
out in the madness, the all seeing eye,
flickers above us, to light up the sky.

unchain the colours before my eyes,
yesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies.
scan the horizon, the clouds take me higher,
i shall return from out of fire.
				

by artsonic

"woe to you, oh earth and sea, for the devil sends the beast
with wrath, because he knows the time is short...
let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast
for it is a human number, its number is six hundred and sixty
six."
revelations ch. xiii v. 18

i left alone my mind was blank
i needed time to get the memories from my mind

what did i see can i believe that what i saw
that night was real and not just fantasy

just what i saw in my old dreams were they
reflections of my warped mind staring back at me

cos in my dreams it's always there the evil face that twists my mind
and brings me to despair

the night was black was no use holding back
cos i just had to see was someone watching me
in the mist dark figures move and twist
was all this for real or some kind of hell
666 the number of the beast
hell and fire was spawned to be released

torches blazed and sacred chants were praised
as they start to cry hands held to the sky
in the night the fires burning bright
the ritual has begun satan's work is done
666 the number of the beast
sacrifice is going on tonight

this can't go on i must inform the law
can this still be real or some crazy dream
but i feel drawn towards the evil chanting hordes
they seem to mesmerise me...can't avoid their eyes
666 the number of the beast
666 the one for you and me

i'm coming back i will return
and i'll possess your body and i'll make you burn
i have the fire i have the force
i have the power to make my evil take its course
				

by sentenced

you'll take my life but i'll take yours too
you'll fire your musket but i'll run you through
so when you're waiting for the next attack
you'd better stand there's no turning back.

the bugle sounds and the charge begins
but on this battlefield no one wins
the smell of acrid smoke and horses breath
as i plunge on into certain death.

the horse he sweats with fear we break to run
the mighty roar of the russian guns
and as we race towards the human wall
the screams of pain as my comrades fall

we hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
and the russians fire another round
we get so near yet so far away
we won't live to fight another day.

we get so close near enough to fight
when a russian gets me in his sights
he pulls the trigger and i feel the blow
a burst of rounds take my horse below.

and as i lay there gazing at the sky
my body's numb and my throat is dry
and as i lay forgotten and alone
without a tear i draw my parting groan
				

by therion

he's walking like a small child
but watch his eyes burn you away
black holes in his golden stare
god knows he wants to go home
children of the damned(repeat another 3 times)

he's walking like a dead man
if he had lived he would have crucified us all
now he's standing on the last step
he thought oblivion well it beckons us all
children of the damned
(repeat another 3 times)

now it burns his hand he's turning to laugh
smiles as the flame sears his flesh
melting his face screaming in pain
peeling the skin from his eyes
watch him die according to plan
he's dust on the ground what did we learn

you're children of the damned
your back's against the wall
you turn into the light
you're children of the damned
like candles watch them burn
burning in the light
you'll burn again tonight
you're children of the damned
				

by solitude aeternus

i'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
cos at 5 o'clock they take me to the gallows pole
the sands of time for me are running low

when the priest comes to read me the last rites
i take a look through the bars at the last sights
of a world that has gone very wrong for me

can it be there's some sort of error
hard to stop the surmounting terror
is it really the end not some crazy dream

somebody please tell me that i'm dreaming
it's not so easy to stop from screaming
but words escape me when i try to speak
tears they flow but why am i crying
after all i am not afraid of dying
don't believe that there is never an end

as the guards march me out to the courtyard
someone calls from a cell "god be with you"
if there's a god then why has he let me die?

as i walk all my life drifts before me
and though the end is near i'm not sorry
catch my soul cos it's willing to fly away

mark my words please believe my soul lives on
please don't worry now that i have gone
i've gone beyond to see the truth

when you know that your time is close at hand
maybe then you'll begin to understand
life down there is just a strange illusion.