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Texte BACK AT THE FRONT
THE FINAL STAND
Lyrics by Stefan Preiss, Björn Walter & Stefan Kunz
Hold on breathless courier / why do you hurry so
Shut up son and listen / his cheeks were all aglow
I bare orders from the captain / get ready quick and soon
Your men must be together before the rising of the moon
Call all men to arms / head to east without a break
Not only our freedom our life is now at stake
The enemy moves fast as a man enters the hall
They have crossed the river / they barely killed us all
Time has come - Fight ! or be gone
With fear - The end of all time is near
The battle rages hard / stand and raise your arms again
Blood red armored masses are defending our reign
Beast or man together / in this raging hell
Whether we survive the night / only god can can tell
Among the sound of war you can hear a trembling voice
The king is dead ! The king is dead ! Retreat ! The only choice
The enemy breaks through and brings us to our knees
No one will survive ! Better leave your posts and flee
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Beyond the outside wall
You can hear the dark ones call
Surrender ! Surrender! We´re coming for the kill
No living man can stand against our will
Time has come - Fight ! or be gone
With fear - The end of all time is near
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The battle´s almost lost / Black masses storm the wall
Far from a distance the fighters hear a call
A call of freedom, call of life / fearless death-await
Shield must shatter, spear must break / this fight is our fate
By the sound of horns our troops regain attack
With bow and blade we break the lines and push our foes back
Reserves are pulling in / but the lines are standing strong
Throw them back to hell / cause that´s where they belong
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MACBETH
Lyrics by Björn Walter & Stefan Kunz
Two generals are riding home – after a sinist fight
The meeting with the witches has made them lose their mind
On a place upon a heath grim tragedy begins
Three witches awaiting Macbeth, the general of the king
To tell him he´ll be a lord and later king as well
Fair is foul and foul is fair, a mystery of hell
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When shall we three meet again - In thunder, lightning or in rain.
When the hurlyburly´s done, when the battle´s lost and won
Soon after this his father dies, (the) first prophecy´s fulfilled
There´s one last thing to reach the crown, King Duncan must be killed!
Possessed by that he makes a plan to stab the king at night
With bloody hands and evil thoughts he reaches out for might
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An army moves to end his reign, to reengage the crown
They hide among great Birnam wood and march towards the town
Macbeth gets killed, MacDuff has won and seales the tyran´s end
The people hail the winner now, the evil has been banned.
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ECONOMIC WARFARE
Lyrics by Björn Walter, Stefan Kunz & Michael Wild
Big business and Finance, a global organized crime
Their guilt is inhumanity, worst criminals of all time.
The natural habitat they live: boundaries of the law.
They suck the money out of you, a kind of business-whore.
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Economic warfare - no mercy and no heart
Moneysucking paraites tearing us apart
Politicians talk – in helpless situations
Legalized crimes destroy whole nations
They don´t work in a slaughter-house, they use no gun, no knife.
But the result is all the same, using pencils to ruin your life
They have the power and the might, the government they buy.
The common weapons that they use are fraud, deceipt and lie.
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Money, profit, taxes are their gods to whom they pray.
They sacrifice ruthless, ruin thousands every day.
Mobsters of High Finance, Gangsters of the law
They rip you off and leave you back, a kind of business-whore
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GLORY, GUTS, DIVINITY
Lyrics by Stefan Preiss
Time to face myself again, Time for the face of war
Time to cross someones path again, Time to pay the whore
I say it´s time and time it is, The time to strike is now
We don´t have no time for this, My time is here and now
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Here I stand - Born to rape the land
Masterplan at hand - Share my destiny
Glory, guts, divinity
Prophets made - The shine of my blade
Sharpened by your hate - Thirsty desperate
Glory, guts, divinity
In the beginning was the word - And my word is with me
Sounds familiar what you´ve heard, My speech will make you flee
The truth it lies between the lines, Between the lines I´ve been
Nothing there only broken shrines Of brain reparcelling
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Time to face myself again, Time for the face of war
Time to cross someones path again, Time to pay the whore
I say it´s time and time it is, The time to strike is now
We don´t have no time for this, My time is here and now
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THE CROSS CREEPER
Lyrics by Stefan Preiss
Step aside watch your head, Beg for pardon beg for death
Summon up your own beliefs, Praise the kings kill the thiefs
Stroken by the spoken word, What´s the deal of what you´ ve heard
You don´t mind what you don´t know, What you know you don ´t show
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Come on hear me - The Cross Creeper
Forever to be - The Cross Creeper
Open up your lazy eyes, Reality is hyptnotized
Feel the fist right in your face, No tomorrow no disgrace
Try to get up make your stand, Your own life´s not in your hand
Be whatever you want to be, Be yourself or be free
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What´s the secret of your life, Being there or being alive
Chase the curse on every day, You are the tool to make the way
Hold on now what´s on your mind, Facing truth can heal the blind
With twinkling eyes you can see - That what is yours belongs to me
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IN FLANDERS FIELDS
Lyrics by Björn Walter, Stefan Kunz & Michael Wild
Thunder roaring through the sky, you see lightning in the air
Let me welcome you to war – nothing here is fair.
No time to think, no time to cry, attack follows attack,
One day you´re storming forward, next day you´re drawing back.
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The faces filled with pain - everybody´s going insane
You´re trembled by your fear - Cause you know the end is near
The trenches filled with blood - Losing everything you got
The whore of war gives birth - Death has come to earth…
…in Flanders Fields
Less to drink and nothing to eat, influenza a gift of the beast,
If you won´t die in enemy´s fire, you´ll die by hunger or desease.
The "cowards", they are still alive, the heroes are all dead,
Strucked down by machine-gun fire, a bullet in their head.
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By hundred they sink to the ground – your life must be on time
Just worth a couple grains of lead, not even worth a dime.
You´re not afraid to die, the hell you do not fear
Cause hell can´t be as bad as this – the real hell is here
The bodies lie just where they fell and peacefully they rot,
Maybe next day you´re joining them in that dirt and mud.
A burning pain, your blood runs red, now it´s time to die,
The end of war has come for you, dead eyes stare at the sky.
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IN FLANDERS FIELDS
Lyrics by Björn Walter, Stefan Kunz & Michael Wild
He´s working in an office, daily from 9 to 4
Always smart and well-dressed, you know him from next door
But evil lurks behind his mask, his real life you don´t know
One look into his second face and he starts a bloody show
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He´s the man from next door - You see him every day
But after the sun´s set - get out of his way
He´s the hunter of your soul – this will be your fate
Cause after the night falls – he unchains his hate
He´s got that killer-instinct, a creature animal-like
A real two-faced person, only darkness sees him strike H
e rips his victims, cuts them out, an artist of the knife
Killing, pain and torture, that is his real life
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Dr. Jekyll / Mr. Hide, the Evil and the Good
Kept together in his brain, a fragile neighbourhood
A battery of anger, no mercy, no remorse
Do not try to wake him up, run and lock your doors
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STRUCK DOWN
Lyrics by Stefan Kunz & Björn Walter
Soldiers let us marching in, Brothers we go to war
Running, walking, creeping, kick down every door
My rifle is my only friend, my mate, my pal, my god
Together we will rape the land, until the barrel´s hot
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Struck down by fire and steel
Down to my feet and kneel!
Struck down by fire and steel
Down to my feet and kneel!
We kill the men and rape the wives, we´re showing no remorse
We decide about your lives, You must obey our laws
The dog is our symbol, a dirty bastard´s son
Cause men and beasts are equal, that´s why our wars are won
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We conquer all and kill the rest, set the whole world afire
You know that we are the best, cause we are guns for hire
You see us coming down the hill, run and leave your town
Cause we are killing for the thrill and you go six feet down
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INTO THE DARK
Lyrics by Stefan Preiss
In the middle of nowhere far from this place
There is nothing but darkness and empty space
No solid surface no planet near
Not one travelling comet (has) ever got lost here
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Fall into the dark into the black
Follow the track no turning back
Right out of a mudball near to this place
Something is evolving called human race
First few in number (with) no cultural worth
But without any doubt (made) to rule the earth
As the centuries go by they got pretty far
With improving techniques - we are what we are
In honour of nature they create their own cells
Who´s got he answer - is there anyone else
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A new day for discovers - hear the experts say
And they keep on talking in this global play
They rule the fire, they are kings of the air
Masters of destruction - why should we care
Everything is perpetual, they just do what they do
But they are doing their best and they will break through
In the middle of nowhere that is their place
Lost in time and meaning and lost in space
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