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A COLOUR COLD BLACK LYRICS
"Adrenaline Agony" (2000)
1. Programmed
2. Y2K R.I.P.
3. My Cynical Survival
4. Adrenaline Agony
5. Angel
6. Beyond Truth
7. Round Up
8. The House of the Drowning Sun
9. Active Soul Erosion
10. Menschenangst
1. Programmed
noone can see my programmed brain
noone knows that I kill but I don't feel
follow my aim till it is erased
target destroyed-mission is completed
I am programmed to kill
no chance for my victim to escape
terminating life aim after aim
view straight ahead-show no mercy show no tears
emptiness in my eyes-pull the trigger down
target destroyed-mission is completed
I am programmed
programmed to kill-target destroyed-mission is completed
I lighten the hills
the red and the blue
I hunger for skills
and am programmed for you
Text: Jan Winkelmann
2. Y2K R.I.P.
something special's in the air
we'll be-come historical
merchandising superstition
a magic figure
we'll all be one
a wonder to the sun
y2k is here
thank god for his son
and they flew far away
kneedeep in dust
as they walked upon the clouds
they looked above
and the twinkling bends of the rainbow
lightened the horizon
when the rain poured down
they felt so warm together
when the lightnings blew
they felt so warm together
is it fate or not?
is it luck what we'll share?
is it anything at all
or is our spine aware?
no, this isn't truth
what would you call it anyway?
Text: Niki Höning
3. My Cynical Survival
the fear, the lies-the cruelty
the glory, the tales-the jealousy
insanities-the morphine
things to adore-crumble to dust
within the hype-you call your name
and then I feel-the nihil
the fear, the lies-the cruelty
the glory, the tales-the jealousy
insanities-the morphine
I feel like one of a million
I feel like I'm all alone
the moral of the story turns to misinterpretation
dismember the values into what you feel
so never, so cynical
the only truth is nothing
I don't believe you dreaming
and I'll wipe it all away
dismember the values into what you feel
blue, pale, blind
I sure don't mind to spoil it
waste what you find
I'll be your downer
the corroder
I leave nothing behind
I refuse to swallow the hollow
Text: Niki Höning
4. Adrenaline Agony
Ich stille die Seele
Alkohol macht sie zum Berber
Ich weine lachend
Scheiße...es...es ist nicht warum, es ist wer und wo(hin)
Seht doch die Körper zerfallen, Ideale zerprallen
Jungfrauen lallen in Adrenaline Agony
Text: Niki Höning
5. Angel
wide awake (left alone in the crowd)
blind for you (I'm making my steps)
no, I could never be a slave (to the gore rhythm)
I beat the bloody drum myself (always watching my back)
yeah, I'm an angel
I'm playing games
innocent like children
crushing the pale
bubbles of illusion
against those who won't play
life to me (flashing motorways)
no turnarounds (takeover at right)
what do you call a human being (to be is to have)
if there's nothing what you can't grap (I will be something)
Text: Niki Höning
6. Beyond Truth
intoxicated world
shifting by the neon light
don't look to the ground
crying out our madness face to face
is it fact or fiction-game or gust
roaring in our ears
roaring through whatever counts
which always hurts
never knew but dark to us
we dream on-informations overcome
is it squandermania?
if reality not equals truth
go on-call me a liar
in and out-beyond truth
high so high-in stinking bloom
in toxication of
your spirit and your body drunken spine
amorph metamorphosis
adrenaline agony in vein
I light another cigarette
sucking out what it's gotta give me
that screen runs my brain
that crying last night felt like bleeding or puking
deep inside I feel I've got to hold on to something
if reality not equals truth
go on-call me a liar
in and out-beyond truth
high so high-in stinking bloom
Text: Niki Höning
7. Round Up
fear-as I look over my shoulder
the stars above seem home, but this night
I don't think of it to be any closer than up there
now and then I feel so goddam weak
standing firm I realize nothing's a shadow anymore
looking it straight in the eye!
don't you feel that paralyzing pressure on your brain?
but what we are shouldn't feel like creeping fear
burned out to be a really open mind
for what they say and tell it forth
you might say "I believe in what I see"
but let me guess-you just see what you believe!
and after closing your eyes you still
feel the dark shadows hanging recklessly!
let's all round up under the gods!
let's all round up under the gods of
fear and lies and dark tales of hate and
greed and envious black men!
the fear of losing this or changing anything
implantated-circulating in your veins!
the fear of expanding your imagination
implantated-circulating in your veins!
you might say "I believe in what I see"
but let me guess-you just see what you believe!
and after closing your eyes you still
feel dark shadows hanging recklessly!
let's all round up under the gods...
Text: Niki Höning
8. The House of the Drowning Sun
The drowning sun
red light shines
foresee the storm
all lights go out
the time stands still
a blowing fire on earth
unsympathetic my view
I am doomed to die
increase my belief in life and
I suffer in truth
burning bodies melt together in red flesh
erasing life
black infected wounds
the dirty blood clots
unsympathetic my view
I am doomed to die
increase my belief in life
I suffer in truth
no longer life in a contaminated air
the time stands still
a blowing fire on earth
no longer life in a contaminated air
Text: Jan Winkelmann
9. Active Soul Erosion
the wasting of my own skin
and the taste of my own blood
(active soul erosion)
Text: Niki Höning
10. Menschenangst
I hear you screaming while you talk
I feel you fighting while you walk
creeping
and everything's gone dry
Vor dem Bestäuber verpuppt sich die Larve
Singt ein Wiegenlied auf die Fruchtbarkeit des Infogeniums-
Die Feuerbeschwörung der Seelenverdunster
Im tonnenschweren Schlaf ohne Traum
Dann wieder sehen, tausend Schritte,
Tausend Schnitte ohne Raum!
Ich fühle nichts-trocken
zum Ficken relativ
Menschenangst
I hear you screaming while you talk...
Alles wird highway
Die Welt als Plakatwand zu beiden Seiten
Und wir wollen werden wandelnde Werbung
Im tonnenschweren Schlaf ohne Traum...
Ich fühle nichts-trocken...
I hear you screaming while you talk...
I don't know you don't know me...
I don't know-you don't know-let's fall to black
as we are
Text: Niki Höning
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