Тексты песен «World Burns To Death»

In The dusty Kiev streets it is deadly fucking grey, And the voices on the radio all speak of prophesy... But the wormwood in the air left a bitter taste in my mouth... So I drink to our legacy, take the poison or...

Saigon, Vietnam 1963 Elderly Buddhist monk sets himself ablaze Suicide as protest to the Diem regime Complicit in U.S./French hegemony D.C., Pentagon 1965 32 year old pacifist, father of three Douses himself with...

Flowers grow best on top of mass graves Come and see the beauty... Flowers grow best on top of mass graves Come and see the beauty of inhumanity Come and see... Come and see the beauty... Flowers for the Cheka's...

This is Belzec... Where the death compound's gate, Proclaims in Hebrew: "Welcome to the Jewish state." This is Belzec... This is SS humor... Curse them forever In their black...

This is written in the dark days When there is evil in the air We have waited a thousand years For this eternal night This awesome dusk Of the last human day The imminence of apocalypse Rightfully seeds our dreams At...

Wars never cease to insult yet amaze The ability of the butcher To win the favor of the cattle The great unwashed dig their graves Into which they will gladly lie So willing to fucking die For those who owe their...

Human butchery has had it's day And the time is rapidly approaching When the professional soldier Will be placed on the same level as: Grave digger Death dealer Sick butcher Life...

Daggers at our necks... Cannons at our backs... How long do we go on with our holocaust rehearsals? This doomsday bread... This balance of terror... How long do we go on with our holocaust rehearsals? The bad live...

With the onset of a sheep-like mentality Great perils lie unrecognized: A nation's belligerence... toys of war made real In the conquests of madmen... toys of war made real With the onset of snake-like deception Trigger...

Surrounded by shit, drowning in shit Spewing from walking talking rectums "A people who trade liberty For security... deserve neither" In the country of the blind The one-eyed man is king In this country there exists a...

Surrounded by shit, drowning in shit Spewing from walking talking rectums "A people who trade liberty For security... deserve neither" In the country of the blind The one-eyed man is king In this country there exists a...

The vultures circle over dead silence, And the eyes of the Krematorium blaze. This lead foot crushing my chest, Is the silence of six million dead. Night, night, night without end. No dawn comes, night without end. A...

I know that eash demon leaves us, If the fitting blood is made to spill... But no one is right, if no one is left. Laughing let us perish... Amid laughter let us each face our...

There are those who believe that hell does not exist In a place of world-wide shamelessness A dreadful trace of heartlessness Not just of the ones who have murdered here Yet there is a place like this And Moscow is...

Standing above this swamp, Which could gush forth a spring... But the guns don't bark, And the cannons don't scream. And you don't see blood here, Only silent hunger... How tragic are the youth, That live amongst the...

The wind blows hot dust into eyes, clogs nostrils with human soot Hell smells just like this... of death and sulfur burning The new wind silences the cries, under the crunch of bloodstained boots Hell sounds just like...

Is life not miserable enough? Does death not come soon enough... Without mankind resorting to The hideous shame of war? Without mankind resorting to The dubious engineering of...

The black earth of Rus' was sown with human bones And watered with mother's tears for a harvest of sorrow. And the children of Rus' paid an awful price One in three were cut down as the reaper swung his scythe A swarm...

Remember those words that they buried you with? The ones that couldn't stand the silence? That took off the dog tag and left you to rot? How many years ago? Well, they're using them again A different generation, an...

A look at the horror, of the pimps of war Their weapons whore, just who wields the missile-cock? And even punks scream for sanctioned slaughter Wholesale murder, suck the butcher's missile cock I remember back in '84...