Power-tripping - you tripped on power
Falter and fall down
A pen could give you all you desire
Still you opted for the sword
To show everyone what a big boy you are
What a big boy you are (!)
CHORUS:
Don't stand in line - you'll never get anywhere
And with your "big fucking guns" and your
"giant fucking bullets"
How can you tell me that everything's alright?
Where do we go from here?
This is the sound of injustice
In your eyes in their eyes you've done right
Illiterate and blind
This is the sound of silence
When moral gives in
The amorals will destroy our lives
CHORUS
The damage you've done remains
Even when we finally got rid of you
Did you ask for God's blessing?
Or to actually be God yourself?
Look at the state we're in
How has it come to this?
I wish the snow would fall
And purify this poisoned ground
I know there's a new way to go
If we just refused to fuel the flames
CHORUS:
Insanity gets contagious when the
Lack of objectivity becomes a norm
Just where will you live (just where will you live)
Just where will you live?
Just where will you live when you're done with this world?
I respect the fact
That we all have different values
But how can you value destruction?
Cuz that's on the flipside of your coin
I know there's a new way on
If we just stopped shooting ourselves on our own foot
CHORUS
Black! Black! You lock me in the cellar and feed me pins!
Black! Black! You lock me in the cellar
And feed me fucking pins!
But we're too beautiful to lose
If I love you dangerously
And you will love me endlessly... right?
All different but all equal
All pursue the same goal
Competing on ways to bring the red dawn
Need to fight the bad blood in men
And I know there will be a new way to go
When we just refuse to fuel the flames
The world is paralyzed
We're trapped inside of a net
Of dead air and lies
And supposed greater goals
As guns and ammunition
Shed blood in all the corners of the world
And what justifies it all
Has a new name each time
CHORUS:
No order / New order
Create a concept to be afraid of
To be applied without questioning
Turning mass hysteria
Into a mass hypnosis
Take terrorism - it's not the biggest threat to the world
It's the hook they feed us on a line
On which we're also the sinker
It's just the politics of naming
Can you see this aura of endless threat? *
CHORUS
These same footsteps
Are turning into a path
Steht im Mittelpunkt deiner Politik
immer die Sorge um die Welt? **
CHORUS
* "An aura of endless threat"
- Jim McDermott
** "Im Mittelpunkt der Politik steht immer
die Sorge um die Welt"
- Hannah Arendt; Was ist Politik?
Climbing, achieving, aiming higher
I don't fucking care
Basing life on competing
I don't fucking care
Empty actions for empty causes
You won't go forward until there's something to go for
PRE-CHORUS:
Look, listen, kneel, pray
Be a good zombie
Look, listen, kneel, pray
Repeat the mantra
CHORUS:
Everyday I dream of a world
Where zombies don't reign
Everyday I dream of
The zombie holocaust
Come witness the world's latest sensation
I don't fucking care
Here's your new revelator
I don't fucking care
Empty words speak empty reasons
Is monotonous mumble your heart and soul?
PRE-CHORUS:
Look, listen, kneel, pray
Repeat the mantra
Look, listen, kneel, pray
Be a good zombie
CHORUS
Shoot 'em in the head, hey hey hey hey hey
Shoot 'em in the head unless they think
CHORUS
The title of this song is of course a reference to Ruggero Deodato's gore classic Cannibal Holocaust. Thus, this song should be understood within the context of gore and zombie movies.
EVERYTHING ELSE IS SOLD
(Lyrics: Eino / Music: Ari & Eino)
You call it realism, you say you know
A choice you offer to feel all the same
But I know there's something bullets can't kill
Ideals live beyond us
So c'mon baby - take me away
Take me in you arms - in your arms and say:
CHORUS:
I will not be productive
I will not give up my dreams
I don't need to be effective
So don't market me that what you call bliss
Wasn't it you who sold your soul?
Sometimes I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders
I build a wall around myself
To block the shit out but if block you too
Please remind me of what bullets can't kill
So c'mon baby - take me away
Take me in you arms - in your arms and say:
CHORUS#2:
I will not be productive
I will not give up my dreams
I don't need to be effective
So don't market me that what you call bliss
When everything else is sold
Somewhere in my soul
There's always rock n' roll!
I will not be productive
I will not give up my dreams
Don't need to be effective
