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BOMB SCARE CREW LYRICS
"Reign of the Sharks" (2005)
1. Payback Time
2. Recidivist
3. Crewsader
4. Piss On The Flag
5. Mum Is A Whore
6. Gnawed By Pain
7. No Man's Land
8. Bomb Scare Crew
9. Why?
10. Humiliation
11. Reign Of The Sharks
1. Payback Time
2. Recidivist
"Des années passées à regarder entre les barreaux, je suis comme ce pigeon...destiné à crever à cause de sa bêtise. Mourir comme un chien et rêver sans pouvoir dormir, s'abreuver de la peine, se souvenir des larmes de sa mère... Je vais de nouveau provoquer une tornade de douleur, te sculpter un être de chair,écrire ma vie dans tes yeux"
I am recidivist March without fear or die
The walls of my jail are pressing my brain I just want to leave this gangsta paradise The district attorney was right, I'll do it again You'll hear the screams of all my victims
Nobody can stop me Nobody can hurt me Nobody can break me
Cos I am recidivist March without fear or die
The beast inside my head whispers to me It tells me to make them shut their mouth The judgment has changed... You will die For trying to jail me like a rat
Nobody can stop me Nobody can hurt me Nobody can break me
"Allez y qu'on me donne la peine maximale... Allez y qu'on me donne la peine capitale"
Recidivist...mais qu'est ce que tu as fait?
3. Crewsader
I got it back, I’m a machine of hate I surely got fed up of this six sick shit Seeds of demon = Seeds of shit You make me feel like a one-eyed king
Blinding darkness Fallen beast conspiracy Fire the (Hell)Fires A crusade to smite all these sheeps I am not
CREWSADER CREWSADER CREWSADER CREWSADER
The path is long, but the rest’s worth the trip And to the victor belongs the fuckin spoils But I can’t deny that I glimpse into hell You’re just the weapon I’ve made to kill myself
Blinding darkness Fallen beast conspiracy Fire the (Hell)Fires A crusade to strike all this shit I am not
CREWSADER CREWSADER CREWSADER CREWSADER
Spawns you cannot kill, Fears you cannot hide Dreams you cannot stop And this knife you cannot drop
Grip you cannot loosen Grip stronger than ever Wounds you cannot heal Wounds you would not heal
Hit the killer charts I gotta hit the killer charts REIGN OF THE SHARKS My crusade is DEAD
4. Piss On The Flag
We live in appearance and self satisfaction Everybody has to find its real function Without moving - without speaking Other's glances judges and sentences
Each man is king of his own life Daily facings cause chaos and lust The Ten Orders are broken, let's rock Everyday I hope becoming deaf
In order to avoid hearing yours barks Each morning I prey losing my eyes In order to avoid seeing your face It seems to appreciate my death
Cruelty, power and money are weapons
Religion / Politics / Apologise war and crime Love sadism / Generate rape murder Generosity feeds notoriety Put away your cross martyr, REVOLT HAS COME
Puritan bombs disappear, the star covered flag burns Please wake up Sodom !
Working for living, living and creeping I choose being still standing : FUCK You can keep your bill in your ass I'd rather swim in my shit
5. Mum Is A Whore
La bete hurle, Son sperme brule
Il arrive que l'esprit s'egare dans des terres vicieuses Lieux de desolation ou seules les nevroses demeurent La vie cotoie la maladie, et la mort inspire le desir La chair appelle la Bete, Son envie de devorer croit
Elle referme les yeux Ses enfants comprendront
Elle sent le poison qui coule dans ses veines Elle a peur, mais la Bete arrive, l'esprit fascine Elle Lui appartient desormais, son ame est vendue Bois a satiete, Son sang te tuera sans perdition
« Ce matin je ne reviendrai pas. Je ne suis plus qu'une inconnue etiquetee. Dans quelques heures les passants Auront oublies ma simple presence »
Ni messe, ni honneur, ni tristesse, ni bonheur Un sac noir pour la forme
« Oublie moi, cache moi, detruis moi, brule moi. Je ne suis qu'une pute. »
Les cendres des femmes humiliees retombent Dans une pluie de douleur et de haine Les defroquees arrachees gisent sur le sol Les profanateurs au regard torve sourient
6. Gnawed By Pain
No more solutions in a land of decadence Feel my brain exploding like a pumpkin They ignore that my blood is cursed I’ll come back from the dead to shoot them Hear the voice of revenge - the roar of my war Their mistake demands a partial trial Rain is wetting the dirty shrouds No hope of return... Sorry bastard
“Accused, you can penetrate, the jury is anxious” People are waiting outside, calling to death Sharp knives / hemp rope / inflamed torches Judge’s hammer sounds
The time has come, Jesus closes His eyes GNAWED BY PAIN GNAWED BY MAGGOTS
I'm waking up in the dark, smelling like a dead No noise to split my ears as before (you’re stone cold) Only the heartbeat in my chest Which sounds like a deadly backward count (make it black) I creep as a worm through neighbour bones Stand far away from me and keep cryin' (payback time) I arrive to reveal the holy truth No hope of return… Sorry bastard
“Accused, you can emaciate, slayers are anxious” People are rotting outside, screaming to death Sharp knives / hemp rope / inflamed torches Hell's hammer sounds
The time has come, Jesus closes His eyes GNAWED BY PAIN GNAWED BY MAGGOTS
The white tombstones scorches the landscape Priest’s voice is becoming repellent Crosses seems to appreciate - always a real pleasure welcoming
It’s payback time... Satan closes His eyes
7. No Man's Land
I'm back into the storm into your war I'm back to bring you suffering once more Strike back! Show me the way you kill you bitch Stand high and through the battle through your wrath you'll see that
I'm back, I'm back, I'm flawless, supreme and painless Back off! don't cross my zone you’re loaded but locked Storm clouds... this is my armageddon you’re facing The whole fucking nightmare finally reveals, Suffer and Die
Killing you is killing me I'm in you asshole wrath rage Killing you is killing me
Don't think you can control your hate your dark side Slave of the one you obey and die for Let your anger fill your veins with sickening venom you obtain Don't think you can control your hate your dark side
Dead bodies are lying everywhere you run My wrath is uncontrolable and it’s priceless If you want me to erase every foe I just have to dial the fucking hell number Keep your eyes open facing such a slay The barrel they're sucking feeds them with bullets Spiritual food must be eaten with a shovel Do not thank me obliterating is always a pleasure
Killing you is killing me I'm in you asshole wrath pain Killing you is killing me
Don't think you can control your hate your dark side Slave of the one you obey and die for Let your anger fill your veins with sickening venom you obtain Don't think you can control your hate your dark side
Hang on! Smite your fucking foes Be strong be dead but free breaking up the chains he tied for you Get them one by one Use your god as a gun, He can’t be wrong He’s with you Slaughter for master... Blind faith returns fire
8. Bomb Scare Crew
What's in my mind should be the whole of law Nuclear-powered prophecies, ready to blow You're not worth of the gift of life H.A.T.E. is my name, behold wrath
Who gonna burst your muthafuckin brain out ?! Who gonna crush your skull & pile your fuckin bones ?! Who gonna make your dickheads roll ?! Who gonna rape your wife and slap your little brat ?!
Misery, perdition, perversion is sodomatic Your sheperd's gone since black gold got him for free Now follow my steps and come to me What I pray for is not the rest of our henchmen My deepest craving is a forest of hanged men I’ve talked to your leaders and we came at a draw They’re reigning above while I reign below
9. Why?
Why did you come here, you come here to fuck ? You came here to fight ? Why did you come here man, you come here to kill ? But you don’t know how to strike her right? So what are you lookin for, you just want some crack ? Why the fuck you’re here, you’re watching the kill ? You should hit the road, but maybe you dunno how, do you ?
Bring on the best you can man, you won’t get it, you CAN’T get it. Now here’s the mindfucking contradiction.
Why?!
Ok now tell me, I tell you this, I am the waiter of God How may I serve you, friend, how may I ease your pain ? LSD makes you crazy, your mind is molten through crack and speed A cold white russian ? For the last brain spin?
A cold white russian for a cold-blooded crime.
10. Humiliation
Le peuple misérable écrase sa vilaine face Porcine sur mes bottes en me croisant. Casse-toi, bâtard miteux, ou je coupe la laisse Qui te permet de lécher les restes de mes chiens.
HUMILIATION. PERVERSION.
Chaque humiliation que j'inflige Stimule mon envie de faire pire. Implore-moi, tends la main, je vais t'aider A te réchauffer dans l'enfer que je t'ai créé.
HUMILIATION. PERVERSION.
Tu touches le fond, je suis au sommet. Je me lasse, tu es out : échec et mat. Du haut de mon tas de dollars je mate Les images glorifiant ton échec.
HUMILIATION. PERVERSION. HUMILIATION. PERVERSION. HUMILIATION. PERVERSION.
Vous voilà dans mes poubelles A chercher un cadeau pour Noël. Jésus n'entendra pas tes prières, Il est trop défoncé de ma fête d'hier.
Te regarder crever dans la merde est mon dernier plaisir, Mais ta mère était plus touchante dans le dernier acte.
11. Reign Of The Sharks
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