- Big Business
Sign your name on the dotted line They promised a future, they promised you money Time goes by, you're still the same Just another victim of the system We don'...
- Death Toll Rising
We're not stopping now They won't beat us to the ground Our country is fucked and we're aware Turn to our leaders and we get a blank stare Stop the Slaughter! ...
- Drop Bush Not Bombs
What is there to prove with your racist shit? Since the war started there's been thousands dead Bodies squandered all over the floor His daddy's done it once, w...
- Evolution Through Violence
Evolution through violence, only the violent survive? All those living in peace don't mean a thing in our history Sooner or later they will pay With their wives...
- Grain Of Sand
An inhuman in our eyes, a failure The mistake in the working clockwork, fullfilling our thoughts Isolated from the decaying outside, he's the one who is inside ...
- Guiding Line
Here he stands, one of a million in a forest full of his kind Captured by a voice talking to them again and again Cutting through the skull into their brains Li...
- Impulse
The death of thousands or one by the hand of men Countless lives ending at the same time Leads to a reaction, like a wave, a tremor through the whole Taking the...
- Infested Punx
Infested punx! Sounds from the street It's our fucking voice We don't fucking care We will make some noize Violence and anger Boil inside of me We don't fuckin...
- Inseparable Symbiosis
The seeds of heritage lying cremated Through the hand of a single man and his lust Feeling relive by his work on flesh Just like flies addicted to light He loan...
- Left Alone
You make them believe a lie That fills them up with guilt Banned from society Corporations where they work We will fight! Til' the day we're left alone Enough ...
- Misleading The Masses
Look out that window, the intensity of live in this filth we call humanity Religion, belief, war, blindness The impulse for the delusion? The fanatics are feedi...
- Part Of Existence
Am I content? yes I am, am I content? no, that's not my true self I was imagening it, can we only live like this? You can't handle the loss of your soul, so any...
- Raping For More
All we see are desolate similarities Try to find the final ending of this Never be able to look behind the wall of your hidden face Only a puppet with a knife, ...
- Victims Of An Air-Raid Attack
The bomb has dropped The end has begun We're all victims of an air-raid attack Felling all the pain From the napalm We're all victims of an air-raid attack ...