SONG LYRICS & CHORDS (0-9)

So silent before the storm, awaiting command / A few has been chosen to stand as one outnumbered by far / The orders from high command fight back hold your ground...

Friends say it's fine / Friends say it's good / Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood...

Unholy city a sinners delight / No-one was spared out of mind, out of sight / Hatred and slaughter, degredation and lust...

J’aimerais y être encore. écouter mon walkman, dans le tapis, ma vielle cassette tapée de FYP. que j’ai probablement reculée manuellement avec mon crayon mine, pendant la dernière période de classe. pour sauver sur les batteries. et le son du punk garage, me rendre l’écho. donner la réplique à ce qui m’anime. et le marathon pour aller voir le plus de show possible. collectionner les billets et les flyers comme si ils contenaient une partie de la soirée passée. et dans le trash, bouger mes 90 livres. comme si je mesurais 6 pieds et que j’étais bâtie très carrée. l’insouciance, la naïve conviction qu’il ne peut rien t’arriver. ne rien penser . oublier complètement la fin de la soirée. embrumée. fumer tellement de pot, ne plus avoir de sous pour manger, ça m’a jamais dérangé. être tellement tout le temps high et adorer. me frotter les mains sur le sapin pour camoufler l’odeur de fumée. mais qui est-ce que je croyais tromper? ouvrir une bouteille de vin a 7 heures le matin, ou une virée sur le pouce pendant laquelle tu oublie de rentrer. sentir que le monde est devant toi. la certitude, d’être unique. perdre la notion du temps, qui a de toute façon de valeur que ce qu’on lui donnait. sans pression, sans horaire, se laisser aller à travers. la journée, la semaine, le temps, jamais mesuré. c’est sur un son de nostalgie que la porte s’ouvre sur les souvenirs d’une époque perdue, maintenant loin mais toujours perceptible. une probable idéalisation du passé, donc les sons plaisants rebondissent au présent et se conjuguent avec ce moment, ce moment même où nous arrêtons....

Chains of death have been unleashed / Ripped and tattered stricken from hell / Sold my soul but the contract's been breached...

Riding up the ally in the rain / (The) darkness would soon be complete / Don't be scared now my friend...

Sometimes I ask myself, Is this the life I want to have? / Are you still satisfied with the situation / That you've had for many years now?...

ラリアーット一発　きめてやるぜ / 頭をかすめる　白い記憶 / 3カウント直前　はじき返せ...

I see you had your mind all made up you group of / Pitiful liars / Before I woke to face the day, your master...

If there's one thing I love / It's flying there above / Breaking through the barrier of sound...

We got a 747 coming down in the night There's a 747 goin' into the night / There's no power, there's no runway lights There's no power they don't know why / Radio operator try to get a message through They've no fuel they gotta land soon...

Unholy city a sinners delight / No-one was spared out of mind, out of sight / Hatred and slaughter, degradation and lust...

Unholy city a sinners delight / No-one was spared out of mind, out of sight / Hatred and slaughter, degradation and lust...

Kill for gain or shoot to maim / But we don’t need a reason / The Golden Goose is on the loose...

Suck it up, it's a new sensation / He's a 21st century man / Hooked on in to the new vibration...

We got a 747 coming down in the night There's a 747 goin' into the night / There's no power, there's no runway lights There's no power they don't know why / Radio operator try to get a message through They've no fuel they gotta land soon...

So silent before the storm, awaiting command / A few has been chosen to stand as one outnumbered by far / The orders from high command fight back hold your ground...

I lost my heart to infatuation / You can't cure that with a vaccination / Bad blood is pumping through my veins...

666 / Born with the mark, the devil's fucking sign / The powers from hell soon will be mine...

Kill for gain or shoot to maim / But we don’t need a reason / The Golden Goose is on the loose...

I´m piled up high the morning light / A giant silver screen / I´m waiting for my mind to land...

Driving compulsion morbid thoughts come to mind / Sexual release buried deep inside / Complete control of a prized possession...

In a run down bed and breakfast / A room with a view, across the river / I tried to loose the claustrophobia...

In a run down bed and breakfast / A room with a view, across the river / I tried to loose the claustrophobia...

Sleep, sleep, sleep, oh sleep for me / And rest your soul, just like the roses at your feet / Dream, dream, dream, dream awhile for me...

Where are we now? / When we are blind / Abandoned faith...

Jevrejsko zlo napalo je slavene / Hoce da uzmu i ono malo sto je ostalo / Ali Perunova garda ima odgovor...

Sieg Heil bijeloj evropi / Marsiraju cizme Arijevaca / Svi su protiv zla...

Zidovska kopilad pomrijecete svi / Hrista ste stvorili pa ga izdali / Uvalili ga drevnim evropljanima...

Smrdljiva antifa govna / Mrze nas bez razloga / Umrla je njihova sloga...