- Misfit with a Machinegun
Born deranged, the first step of this heavenly gift
Lost in abuse as the pounding noise is ripping his ears
"You are not like those insects of poison
Human waste, punish parasite religion"
Social disorder, falling down the abyss of pain
Blackened confusion, psychosis taking over the mind
- No Apparent Motive
We've got unfinished business you and I
Yeah, something is stalking your head
Find it, tear it down, inhale it's prophecy
Release the steel that lies behind the seal
You need this, c'mon and stand on your own two feet
You've dreamt it, make it real
You're the monster, the monster of all raging monsters
- The Frisco Reaper
Nightfall
Souls of the city are bleeding inside
Death roll
Perishing messengers is breathing your air
Virus attack
The ritual of crime is the cancer of joy
Devil's anarchy
Burning and yearning for termination
- The Pleasures of Slavery
A child, an innocent doll, an everyday obsession
Forbidden attraction, losing all control
Loving her, embracing her, captivating her
Down, down in the cellar
Find the pleasures of slavery
Bound, gagged and wiped out
Living a nightmare in daddy’s arms
- The Sun Never Shines
Can you hear it? The silence beyond the trees and hills
Deeper than ever the forest hides that praying and that useless moaning
Still she puts her faith in god that eventually will freeze her blood
Yeah, there's a place in my head where the sun never shines
It's cold and it's dark and it's feeding on me
They say when you die you see a light
But that is not true cause in hell everything is black