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BOLT THROWER LYRICS
"Spearhead" (1992 EP)
1. Spearhead (extended remix)
2. Crown Of Life
3. Dying Creed
4. Lament
1. Spearhead (extended remix)
Spearhead marching onward,
Take my soul sacrificial offering.
Your initial strike taken by surprise,
Now left alone, condemned
by my pride,
Drained of all emotion - body now an
empty shell,
There's nothing left - you've taken all
away
[chorus]
Adrenaline flows,
Now filled with anger,
Just what will be the ourcome,
Mass confusion, tears my mind.
Spearhead - No victory sublime,
Another fallen victim - I will
not beg to you,
Spearhead - to which I cannot hold
With clear perception my
destiny unfolds.
I look to the reflection, fail to
recognise what's seen
A figure clothed in hatred, I pray that
this cannot be,
Faced by this total stranger - aware
of your creation
No vision of the former self-
Controlled by your instruction,
Onward you advance, left in a
mindless trance.
Hypnotised by you will, desire
is now instilled,
Now staring face to face, your eyes
filled with hate,
Held by your contempt, both by
weakness and by strength.
[repeat chorus]
2. Crown Of Life
No justice found
Beneath the blackened clouds of war
Attack in the darkness
No peace before the dawn
Killer instinct, sadistic tendency
Aggression breeding hatred, kill all enemies
Powersurge eliminates remorse for mankind
Hopelessness, domination freezes in the mind
Dormant hatre lies in state
Hands of death await your fate
Concession of pain, taste for power
Life awaits its final hour
Locked in conscience, strange mess of thoughts
Privilege of pain, gained the power sought
Mass enforcement, total control
Captives of command, fallen to our hold
Dark torment of the fear inside
Domination takes away your pride
Dormant hatred lies in state
Hands of death await your fate
Concession of pain, taste for power
Life awaits its final hour
No justice found
Beneath the blackened clouds of war
Attack in the darkness
No peace before the dawn
3. Dying Creed
Fallen are the people of a decaying race,
Now proclaiming the legacy inherited too
late - too late,
Mankind - The dying creed, Reared on
ignorance and greed,
On suffering we feed devouring all
beyond our needs.
A path of self destruction thay
cannot see,
Regarding their only interest in
profitability - They cannot see,
Open our mind before it is too late,
Unlock the chains of confinement
that we create.
Grasping all that you can - overloaded
capacity,
Nothing can conceal instinctive
rapacity.
A movement to disaster could this
be the final plan,
Blinded by our avarice, the closing
chapter, extinction of man.
Mankind - the dying creed, Reared on
ignorance and greed,
On suffering we feed, devouring all
beyond our needs.
4. Lament
Collected thoughts
Never forget
The final hour
Now is set
Paranoia
In you cold soul
Man's requiem
In silence told
Sacrificed - The fallen lie
All areas - Now pacified
As they are - We shall become
The glory of... another battle won
The long dark path - Journey on
May lose the war - This day is done
Await tomorrow - Foretold destiny
Withdraw the veil - Friend or enemy
Constructed
Too much haste
All is now
Laid to waste
Unchained
Sanity's unsafe
All is now
Laid to waste
Constructed
Too much haste
All is now
Laid to waste
Sences recaptured - Tortured knowledge
Laid to waste
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