Industrial Estate Don't be a fucking slave I wake up in the morning and hear the young wolves howl For a taste of prey around your feet they will crawl All the insects join together in unconscious screams Building their false empires on broken hopes and dreams Free I look around and I see only whores and thieves Selling their souls for a taste of illusive things Sight of power evokes in them drive for tyrany Proving themselves pull us back to times of slavery Don't be a slave I've confessed this disease to you. Handed you a key to control. Fuel for your malicious intent. Don't be a slave anymore. Silence paves the way to slef destruction Acceptance of submission means the murder of self To fight this disease is the key to freedom Maybe it is time to alter your ways Rise above your opression Steal away to hide your shame No remorse left for the tyrans Look into the eyes of dead Silence paves the way to slef destruction Acceptance of submission means the murder of self I put my dead hands down I know that I have failed Lay me to rest with remains of my kin	Bloodthirst 3years in a coma 5 months and the world corrodes All kinds of cancer And I was just getting started My list of fucked and dissed Manipulated and pissed Bash your head against the wall You will not be missed at all Look me in the eyes Tell me it's ok Stab me in the back Murder what I made I am confused - fucking decide, accept, deny? I feel useless - tooth for a tooth, eye for an eye I am confused... Look me in the eyes Know I feel your fright Face me in the fight Taste my bloodthirst (x4) Your lies My dreams Surreal Let's go! Blood-soaked disease Plague the room with a vile stench Shit, piss and vomit, Broke the seal with my fists Eyes of the dead Now stare back at me No more boundaries to cross You've learned what you meant to me	Infest You fucking inbreed Pathetic human waste Your head is hanging down You're one with all the ants You choke but you can't scream Because you're out of breath Be carefull what you think Those fucks don't hesitate Vulturistic consumer culture With it's revolting overture Things that should not be spoken of When the infest of corruption Feeds you lies from smiling faces Modernistic propaganda The consumer vaine draining your life away A drop at a time The profound vaine driving you insane To edge of oblivion The cream of the crop That light their own path With golden torches Offering no help To those in need Where noone is safe From reality Stop it all now Masks are never reality Vulturistic consumer culture With it's revolting overture Things that should not be spoken of Infest
Human Waste Decompose in front of your TV god Zombified with static in your eyes. Symbiosis turned parasitic. Taste your life - you chose your death. You try to survive today. Bitterness fuels the urge For self destruction. Fucking paycheck is what you are. Another face is all you are. Fucking broke, Still drunk on the waste from night before. Forced solitude, Affection ends like liquid in your bottle Fucking paycheck is what you are Another face is all you are Motherfucker you've wasted your life Night store vodka shapes Anger into strenght. Human waste. Know that you've pissed your life away. Lost in your narcotic world. Feel youth crashed somwhere between Reality and a gutter dream. This plague rages on