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Power

Under a stone Skin & bone The children of fear are not alone Rivers of tears Flesh & blood An eye for ab eye That's all we've got Power & truth Desire & trust Like the wind abd the rain Ashes and dust Time will be ending Life's a crusade For a consciousness rising Out of desperate state Into light and the future Education is work Into violent peace That will conquer the world We got the power Excessive force Industrial soundtrrack to the holy wars
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Apathy

Without space Without time I am deaf I am blind Without motion Without sound Like a flower Underground Isolation-demarkation Solitary separation No more joy No more sadness No emotion Only madness I can't see I don't feel I can't touch I don't heal Corrosion from within No future No resistance in the cell No more
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Rules

Yes, so the message goes Like an insect in its death-throes A magic-carpet-ride to hell Then back to her with time to tell A metal-scar on every face We walk to a fornidden place Where dirty water cleans the soul We pour into another hole Under a concrete-sky Barricades begin to rise Sun and stars begin to fall A sonic-boom condemns us all Decapitated soldiers fight And ministers control the the light In leaking gas we bake our flesh And in the air we fight for breath Here comes a secret delivery All aboard the reason why A broken down discovery The rules, the rules do not apply I'm half blind and i'm losing A picture that is out of control I'm lying on the ground but i'm moving A prison being built round my soul Auf dem fliegenden teppich zur hölle und zurück Ait ausführlichem nericht Unter nleiernem himmel Narrikaden verdunkeln das licht Kopflose soldaten in der schlacht Insekten in todeszuckungen Im angesicht verlöschender gestirne verlassen Uns alle hoffnungen
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Craze

Buildings fall People crawl Bailed against another wall Light or dark Break and start Idiot could play the part Make it mine Pain and crime Fading light Other signs Take it back Crowbars crack Break it down Remain intact There's nothing like giving the game away All the people are feeling the same today Take a hammer and break a bone for me There's nothing like giving the game away
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Dogma

All we want is a headrush All we want is to get out of our skin for a while We have nothing to lose because we don't have anything Anything we want anyway... We used to hate people Now we just make fun of them It's more effective that way We don't live We just scratch on day to day With nothing but matchbooks and sarcasm in our pockets And all we are waiting for is for something worth waiting for Let's admit america gets the celebrities we deserve Let's stop saying "don't quote me" because if no one quotes you You probably haven't said a thing worth saying We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside We all just want to die a little bit We fear that pop-culture is the only culture we're ever going to have We want to stop reading magazines Stop watching TV Stop caring about hollywood But we're addicted to the things we hate We don't run washington and no one really does Ask not what you can do for your country Ask what your country did to you The only reason you're still alive is because someone Has decided to let you live We owe so much money we're not broke we're broken We're so poor we can't even pay attention So what do you want You want to be famous and rich and happy But you're terrified you have nothing to offer this world Thing to say and no way to say it But you can say it in three languages You are more than the sum of what you consume Desire is not an occupation You are ultimately thrilled and desperate Skyhigh and fucked Let's stop praying for someone to save us and start saving ourselves Let's stop this and start over Let's go out-let's keep going This is your life-this is your fucking life We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside Quit whining you haven't done anything wrong because frankly You haven't done much of anything Someone's writing down your mistakes Someone's documenting your downfall
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Inane

Chew it all up - turn it around Give the meaning a twist - spit it back out Repulsive - corrosive - enticing - confusing Abusive - elusive - provoking - amusing Mangled and ground - decomposed and destroyed Whatever was found - we invented the sound Prepared to order - cooked to perfection According to taste - no dissatisfaction German engineering - astounding ingenuity Over a decade of - conceptual continuity KMFDM - a constant intrusion it poisons your blood - you need an infusion like everything else it's completely inane profoundly profane and it drives me insane KMFDM - what do you know Don't blow your top now, here we go ! KMFDM - what's the deal You're so naive, come on get real ! KMFDM - for what your money can buy Leave your angst behind and fly sky-high ! KMFDM - make your choice Celebrate chaos - get into the noise ! KMFDM - nihilistic and free U.A.I.O.E. for you and me Help us, save us, take us away KMFDM - make my day KMFDM - what's the story Sex on the flag, split and glory KMFDM can't suck hard enough Have a little more - you just love that stuff
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Blame

Secrets insane Halfway to paradise Against every grain Prayers burn a hole thru baby Always the same Walk-stalking nights like nothing levelled the same It's always the same Wake every brain Three steps to heaven And you'll fall back again Thru drilling holes for air Now breath in the blame Sleep-walking nights are uselesslives to be drained Always the same Couldn't be denied Before the secret died
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Son of a Gun

Shockwave Massive attack Atomic blast Son of a gun is back Chaos-panic No resistance Detonations in a distance Apocalypse now Walls of flame Billowing smoke Who's to blame Forged from steel Iron will Shit for brains Born to kill All are equal No discrimination Aon of a gun A simple equation Son of a gun Master of fate Bows to no god, kingdom or state Watch out Son of a gun Superhero number 1
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Ikons

Lead-base for the holy ghost Inebriated leather-host A loaded, bladed, silent pain Will bail you to the world again Strychnine starts the bleeding dark Merals aging Birth and mark Shards of empty battle grey Poisoned beasts are out to play The dead are implicated Implied but never stated Carve me out those other words to live by To live by Yeah mine's sterilized aswell I never used it can't you tell It's small enough to fit in your Favorite icons' mouth
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Wrath

Who's the artsy anarchist Who's the magic masochist Who's the piggish postulator Who's that anal agitator Who's the heinous plagiarist Who's the sexy satanist Who's that manic masturbator Who's the cryptic constipator Who is who Who the hell are you Do you love me I'm the salt in your wound I'm the fist in your face I'm the thorn in your side The devil in disguise
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