IS THE TRUTH TRUE?
(Music: N. Evaristo / Lyrics: N. Armstrong)

Thrash.......

Forced to fight, believe in lies
Your soul a suckers everyday
You think your mind is free
But suckles hold your world in place
Automatons can't find a way
Conflict of ideas, a stream of lies
Disonesty their policy
Innocents they fry
You watch them lie
We breathing bullshit for eternity

Display to me
Display to me your fucking face
Explain to us
How you manipulate our race

Crucified you leave behind
Sadness of a wage left upon the world
Evil propaganda at an edge they contemplate
Beneath the skin chameleons curl
Rhetoric of lunacy that fills the skies
An enigmatic tyranny
Inner sanctum breach
Forcified bridge
Sanctified the lands of all the haters

Display to me
Display to me your fucking face
Explain to us
How you manipulate our race

Behind the vail where they hide
The serpents coil

His the truth true?
Are their lies false?
What is the truth?
What are the lies?

Crucified on a cross of lies
The truth is falling from the sky
Feeble rebel in a constant coma contemplates
Hidden masses of the third reich


TWO MINUTE WARNING
(Music: N. Evaristo / Lyrics: N. Armstrong, N. Evaristo)

Panic stricken, people run from the blast
Shelter under or you better run fast
Two minute warning is never enough
Give me more time to get my stuff
Two minute warning i'm still in bed
In 45 seconds i'm dead

Two minute warning will lead us to the grave
Two ninute warning, not even time to shave
Two minute warning and i can't find my socks
Two minute warning and shit, i've lost my clock!

Lost my socks!
Lost my clock!
Can't find my shoes

The bombs fly over my head
My mum hides under her bed
My dad's got a bunker outside
The place where i'm gonna hide
We've got enough food for a year
But only a weeks worth of beer
We'll have to go on fridge raids
Before the afghans invade...
...no taliband-aid!


THE LAST EXPERIMENT
(Music: N. Evaristo / Lyrics: N. Armstrong)

Contagion spreads
The wind carries death
Has God baits his breath
The angels hide
Has heaven knows hell
In certainty they dwell
Abandon the throne
As ashes rise

Contagion spreads
The wind carries death
The angels hide
Has God baits his breath

Lost! - terminal incident
Last! - the last experiment

Disaster reigns
The rain brings the end
To Hell we descend
All life will stop
Mans final error
Unleash bio-terror
Mutation in progress
Man plays God

Terminal

The virus takes hold
System so sick invade your soul
The path to the outside is closed
Rage out of control
Infection gets worst
Syndrome "X" now takes effect
Life now a curse
Uncounscious reflex
My search for a cure now ends

The, the logical end
The last experiment are patience X
Contagious, rising faith
The final, the only
Last breath of the lonely
Human impurity


PLANET OF THE DUMB
(Music: N. Evaristo / Lyrics: N. Armstrong)

Embryonic ediots again to be born
The womb that follows the silent to burn
Childwood spent with second-hand lies
No wonder they grow up wrong
Nation made them, society shapes them
Empty vessels never filled
Kill, free fall, lunacy pandemic
The planet of the dumb

Ignorance, is color blind
For knowledge, there's no need
Nation, nations of idiots
Stupidity has no creed

The planet of the dumb of the dumb
Society keeps us numb
Keeps us numb
The truth will never come
Never come
Watch the dumb scum run

Run out of time
Fall in line
Stupidness a mass birth right
Rule of fools, tools for the machine

Parasitic over-lords rule over the earth
They keep us down and crush our spirit
Outlaw hoods joke with empty minds
Individuality, trapped under foot
Nations made them, society shapes them
Empty vessels never filled
Kill, free fall, lunacy pandemic
The planet of the dumb


FIND A NEW ADDICTION
(Music: N. Evaristo / Lyrics: N. Armstrong, N. Evaristo)

3:28 the lesson nearly done
Bored out my skull
Need a kick and have some fun
Bell rings, fuck the school                             
Run home fast
Throw my bag and crash
Crazy air guitar, dive off my bed
My room gets trashed

Crank that amp
Mum said: turn it down
Live for loud
Dad said: son you're a clown
Dirty, rotten, noisy and useless

She said: find a new addiction
You play that shit to loud
Dad said: find a new addiction
That damned infernal sound
Mum said: find a new addiction
I'm trying hard to sleep
They said: find a new addiction
So loud it makes me weep

Hip-hop ain't good for me
Fuck kanye and Jay-Z
Sick of these i need a fix
Been hooked since 1986
Thrash metal in my veins
We knew it would rise again
To claim the crown
To tear the whole world down


ZOMBIE NATION
(Music: N. Evaristo / Lyrics: N. Armstrong)

The man above says join our flock
The man bellow says suck that cock
Man on T.V says believe in my
Man in a suit is decieving me
Man in the church says give to the poor
Man in the frock is a company whore
The boss at work fucks the average joe
Well tell these asswholes where to go!

Won't be, won't be
Won't be part of the system
Zombie, zombie
You can bark your own
But i won't listen

Zombie nation
This zombie nation
That we call our home
Zombie nation
The population is comatose

Man in the ad. isn't better than you
Woman on throne needs to shit like you
Man on the silver screen has problems aswell
Celebrity Gods in a personal Hell
Man with the power counts his cash, not the dead
Man with the camera uses the lens in your head
Man at the papers tells goons what to think
Man in the company poisons what we drink

No-one i know thinks for themselfs
Selfish mother-fuckers
Rule the roost control your mind
Control your mind
Won't be part of the plan
Control your mind
Won't bow to the business man
Control your mind
Won't be part of the scheme
Control your mind
Dumb-fucks in an endless dream


100 YEARS OF RADIATION
(Music: N. Evaristo / Lyrics: N. Armstrong)

Blast felt around the world
Shake the foundations of life itself
Mutual distruction the goal
Destroy in one second 5 billion years

The second wave... ends what the first started
The second hand... counting down the hour

100 years of radiation
1000 years of pain
10.000 years of desperation
1 second without thought

The last remnants of man
To ashes we turn
Burn in the pyre
Fire engulfs what's left
Evil invaders, black reigns
Scarlet tears

Blast felt around the world
Shake the fundations of life itself
Mutual destruction is the goal
DEVASTATION!
Last remnants of man
To ashes we turn
Burn in the fire
Fire engulfs whats left
RADIATION


NO TOILETS ON A BATTLE FIELD
(Music: N. Evaristo / Lyrics: N. Armstrong, N. Evaristo)

I left my city 'cos i felt sick
I dream of home, now the mud is thick
B...bullets fly, can't stand the stench
My cigaretts are wet

No toilets on a battle field - no shit
No toilets on a battle field
No toilets on a battle field - no shit
My rifle's jammed
One bullet left
I'll save that one for myself
So where do i shit, sarge?

My boots don't fit my feet are drenched
Wanna get home get out this trench
So - soldiers die... who gives a fuck?
Just a statistic

...dear father the bombs are dropping like rain
Fear runs through my veins
I'll be home one day
But i'll never be the same again...

No toilets - no shit - 4X

No toilets on a battle field - no shit
No toilets on a battle field
No toilets on a battle field - no shit
My riffles jammed
One bullet left
I'll save that one for myself


COLD GOD
(Music: N. Evaristo / Lyrics: N. Armstrong)

Born, born from deceit
Plastic messiah, slow walk to defeat
Colorful, idiots path
Autocratic despot, call out the damned to die
Cyanide, ritual
Take off his flesh, drink off his blood
Fools silent birth, dogma
You are cleansed, they are corrupt

Second coming frozen
The chosen once failed
Once failed

Cold god, god cold - 2x
Forced to believe

Demon exists in a void
Corrupt deceiver, forsaken destroyed
Servitude, slave chain to the cross
Self obsessive monster
Lord of the mad decrees pain
Spiritual, death, demon
Cosmic flesh, disaster beyond blood
Baptized in filth, stigmata
Nails through his skin
Lies come much worst

Born, born from deceit
Plastic messiah, slow walk to defeat
Colorful, idiots path
Autocratic despot, call out the damned to die
Cyanide, suicide
Cyanide, suicide

Forced to believe
Life of deceit
Drown in conceit
Forced to believe


TORTURED & BROKEN
(Music: N. Evaristo / Lyrics: N. Armstrong, N. Evaristo)

Low life, reject, fucked with the wrong guy
He was taking his cut, but got caught
Frippery buy, hand in the cookie jar
Took 3 grand, they took his life real slow

He bit the hand that fed
That path led to the death
A journey into hell
A taste of pain that no one’s ever felt

Tortured – he was
Broken – soul crushed
Left to die – will is killed
In pain
Tortured and broken

Strapped down in a leaning chair
I scream, fear bleeds out
No second chance, busted, no life
Warning to the rest
Warning to the rest


ANSWER MY QUESTION
(Music: N. Evaristo / Lyrics: N. Armstrong)

If there's a god watching down from the sky
Question...
If there's a life after death when i die
Tell me now...
Is there a Hell in which we all burn
Answer that...
If i am wrong where do i learn?

Answer my question
When will i die?
Answer my question
Wanna know why
Answer my question
Change how i feel
Answer my question
Prove you're real

Is there a Devil under my feet?
Question...
If there's a sin which soul does he eat?
Tell me now...
Playing as Gods in the flames down bellow
Answer that...
Christ and the innocentes to the Hell that they go


MOTHERS DIE... FATHERS KILL...
(Music: N. Evaristo / Lyrics: N. Armstrong, N. Evaristo)

Letter posted hits the floor
Crack it son is time for war
Pack your bags and kiss your wife
Vacation where you're taking lifes
From others

Got your helmet
Grab your gun
Run to the front
You'll have such fun
Now point your riffle
At the targget
To take the life of someone's son
Or mother

Random target, such a body pile rise
Puppet heart's breaking now's the price of shame
Finger twisted, has the shots are fired
Hired assassins hold their breaths
As lifes just fades in pain

Mothers die...fathers kill
They fight an unstopable war
'Til all their blood spills
Mothers die...fathers fucking kill...

Manipulated meat for the machine
Thrown in the grinder
Passes through it like shit
Instant hero just had weaponry
Corporates of fool, agents of devilry
Crosses align, bullets at a spine
Numberless, numb skulls
Nurshed nationalistic none sense
High velocity, solution...delivered


THE HUNTER
(Music: N. Evaristo / Lyrics: N. Armstrong)

Sink to mothers sick world
Ripping soars of blackned hate
Shadows guide his hand
Stills a soul and grips onto a promised fate
True death awaits

Wicked words are whispered
Streams in a ghostly sickened dance
Thicking time bomb
The fuses led, all hope and reasons lost

One more life that should not be
One more death won't set him free
One more prayer, more wrath his will
Once more free to bind, torture, kill

Nailed to the cross in sin
Choking a life so innocent
His God, his madness

He is the sum of all your fears
Death approaches when he nears

In a dark room, king of pain
Pure lunacy his realm
Puppet masters moving string
Pull thigh on evil reign
Automated play-thing
Finger points to a palace of skulls
Trophies hang, the hunters prize
You become his pray

More wrath his will
Death won't set him free
More wrath his will
Life that should not be
More wrath his will
Death won't set him free
More wrath his will
Death approaches when he nears