SONG LYRICS & CHORDS (R)

We gather together with murder on our minds / Nuns are the target Religion is the crime / Driven by lust and deep-seeded resent...

1-1. Intro / 1-2. The Wicker Man / 1-3. Ghost of the Navigator...

What will become of a world where so few know? / Most lives escaped their without soul. The Earth is full / or robot minds. But who controls thought decline?...

Out of the darkness the voices are calling / Riding the wings of a song / The Fury is screaming and Heaven is falling...

You know I have seen the dark side / But evil is not my friend / And you know I’ll die trying...

Burning down the avenue / Carburetor's breathing / Feel the torque push on through...

I've had enough / Enough of your empty lies / It's time for you to go now...

Cold heart hammering hard - no sanctuary to find / Death stands firm and tall - bell cracks its iron spine / The hunter and the hunted...

For what seems like more than a thousand years / I've supressed the stirring memory / Of you and me, we sailed that old mans boat across the sea...

We've got no time to lose / Your news is old news / Hate this, hate me, hate this...

I've trampled on that road / That you think you own You have that smart ass attitude / It's time to stop the fiction...

We've got no time to lose / Your news is old news / Hate this, hate me, hate this...

I've trampled on that road / That you think you own You have that smart ass attitude / It's time to stop the fiction...

1. Hellbound / 2. Goddamn Electric / 3. Yesterday Don't Mean Shit...

Rise up and revolt / Overthrow the government / Level all the temples...

All ye sinners rise raise your hands & fists / With fire in your eyes show no mercy / Ancient battle cries call to arms in war...

I'm gonna take you / To a place far from here / No one will see us...

Roots Bloody Roots / Roots Bloody Roots / Roots Bloody Roots...

BIBOCA – DIVE / GARAGEM – GARAGE / FAVELA – SLUMS...

Chaos A.D. / Tanks On The Streets / Confronting Police...

(Three... two... one... roll five.) / You got something to say you better jump in my face / Got something to hide you're scared as shit and should die...

Tricky little Vicky walks along South Street / She learned her French from the boys that she'd meet / I gotta laugh when I hear them say...

I never wanted to be President / 'Cause it's nothin' but an ego trip, yeah / I didn't want your education...

Fight for the black shark / See what evil brings / Can't you see we're out for blood...

Sometimes I feel turned around / And upside down / And sometimes maybe I drink too much...

She's a sex machine / She keeps her engine hot / Her motor clean...

Guilty as charged / But dammit it ain't right / There's someone else controlling me...

I said dance, I said prance / Sleazing in like a monkey / That's cool, I say it's gross...

Voices are calling from somewhere below / melting on the eastern shore / Rain is falling down on me,...

Here I sit again and think about the world we know / the same old thing, where do we come from and where do we go / Sometimes I worry just too much, sometimes I just don't care...