SONG LYRICS & CHORDS

Blunt on the cutting edge! / This is stylistic disaster / Or so I'm told...

So drawn? I warm to the fire in their hearts / This ain't romantic gesturing / It's a hand to head the charge...

You can't look in these eyes / Can't live out these lies / Walk the walk, talk the talk...

In days of old / When the books were untold / Speak of a world crushed by sin....

Listen now to my sordid tale / My words they speak to you / They testify...

We're gonna take you back / Through the pages of the past / Just another lonely boy...

I've been a prisoner / Trapped in by fear / Ordered for the rest of my life...

Our ship sailed on through the violent burning sea / Not knowing of the danger / Waiting in store for me...

Cast to the fire / Banned by the light / Worship and listen to me...

Takers of humanity, elders paranoid / The time is now / Give up this world you once destroyed...

Hear the screams,screams of fright / Shrieks of terror through the night / Souls of old band to hold...

Here we go / The people show / Victims of tomorrow...

The day's vanished in the night, soon the children prayPray themselves alone, te hate build from their prideYou can't take away, can't take what they own!The eyes watching from the sky, guides them throug the hazeCalling far away, the rain is black as black, black as nightOh let them pray!False sense of pride, satisfiesThere's no reason for suicideUse your mind, and hope to findFind the meaning of existence...The cry's answers wonder why, why it's time to dieTime to die alone, cause I'm wasting too much timeWandering down the line reason why I go my own!False sense of pride, satisfiesThere's no reason for suicideUse your mind, and hope to findFind the meaning of existence......

Can't you see / That in the world we live in / Political lies...

Deep in the pit and lying alone / Where death has reared itself a throne / We're all the good, the bad...

Accuse you of a crime / Sentenced to endless time / The price you have to pay...

You think your life's so gradYou don't believe a word you sayYour feet aren't on the groundYou let your life just slip awayJust so uncertain of your body and your soulThe promises you make, your mind so blankAnd then you lose control, then you lose control!I never was the one, the one to say the things you sayNever seem to wonder what you sayYou think you've got your life completely in controlYopu've got a lot to learn, the bridge you burnedIt's gonna take its toll!!! Pay the burnt bridge toll!!!So practice what you preach!Practice what you preach!Preach!Practice what you preach!Practice what you preach!Preach!Practice what you preach!You think your life's so gradYou don't believe a word you sayYour feet aren't on the groundYou let your life just slip awayJust so uncertain of your body and your soulThe promises you make, your mind so blankAnd then you lose control, then you lose control!Pay the burnt bridge toll, then you lose controlPay the burnt bridge toll, so practice what you preachSo practice what you preach!Preach!Practice what you preach!Practice what you preach!Preach!...

A curved blade, wicked and thin / Stained with the lives of a hundred men / It travels the world, passed unto victims...

A last lonely place / Beckoning / Second by second...

child prostitution, sex-holidays, state turns a blind eye / sick rich bastards, want kids to abuse, which have no say / a fuck for a buck, a buck for food, but it's no excuse...

went to a congress- about the problems of poverty / arranged by the state- to introduce their policy / millions been spent- on debates, paper and beaurocracy...

Grinding & mincing & cutting your legs / Do not think that I'll fall for your regrets / Because of radiation, I can read your thoughts...

saturday-night, kids dressed up, ready to enter a trendy pub / DJ is playing the latest hit, kids are ready for another trip / XTC, speed and fucking coke, sniffed a fortune down their nose...

Hey my little friend, it is all up to you / to break down the group-pressure, which is forcing you / life is a raw war that you have to fight...

Can't you fucking see, / There are so many things to change, / What we need is unity,...

yeah, we're real proud / to make these sounds / play them real loud...

don't be a fool, don't be an army-tool / you'll be army-bait, a puppet of the state / without a purpose, without goals...

We don't need no labels to prove we're not dead / 'cause everything we need, it's all in our heads / Labelisation of your fucking minds...

Proud to be out / Got shit from people, telling me that I'm not in / Saying that I got stuck in time and that my image isn't hip...

what the fuck do you want from me? / what the fuck is there to see? / don't pin your stereotypes upon me...