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HELLBASTARD LYRICS
"Heading For Internal Darkness" (1988)
1. We Had No Evidence
2. Civilised ?
3. Nazis Killed
4. Death Camp
5. Massacre...
6. Heading For Internal Darkness
7. The Pylons
8. Afrikkan Beggar
9. Rise Of Crust
1. We Had No Evidence
We had evidence and no doubt
I had seen birth and death
The births were bitter agony
To follow, death...only your own
Not wanting truthfully to go
Mocked, they cried coward, onwards
Over the top...we'll wait for you
But no one returns from a grave
Those that did return maimed and bled
Truth in their wounds from slaughter
Coming back for a medal...obscene
Worldwide evidence for all to know
Now rotted and in heaven...thank god
2. Civilised ?
An innocent tribe living their lives
Caring for earth, no greed or hate
Along come these masters and let loose hell
Destroyed their lifestyles...time will tell
Modern day fascists fucked their plain
Killed their resources and stole their land
Is this civilisation, how we live today?
On the brink of destruction, not far away
The brink of destruction
All that bloodshed, humiliation, degredation
And for power and for land
No one can own our world...no one
And for power and for land
An innocent tribe living their lives
Caring for earth, no greed or hate
Along come these masters and let loose hell
Destroyed their lifestyles...time will tell
3. Nazis Killed
Your mindless chants show your brain to be dead
How can you all be so easily led?
Your forced with bullshit, you think it's right
You'll keep your security, you're safe coz your white
You'll not be needed, just pawns in their game
The tables will turn, you'll be treated the same
Middle-aged business men will seite the power
You'll realise to late your dreams have turned sour
These mindless chants
Of those bigotted thoughts
4. Death Camp
In the death camp attitude is worthless
Grey skulls lying in the gutter
Pissed on by dogs, and you thought they cared
Pissed on by dogs, and you thought they cared
The tattooed are made into purses and lampshades
The leftovers into pies and carried up into the moors
And sacrificially burnt by satans children
And no one cares
Mr. McDonalds brought the children
To his meat packaging and processing plant
Pushed into the grinder by the army patrol
Pushed into the grinder by the army patrol
5. Massacre...
6. Heading For Internal Darkness
When the rescources have run out
And the skyhole is no more
We'll have to realise
The carnage we have created
What is took must be given back
For life won't go on with take
An endless void to enclose
A pointless excercise...greed
Look to the black
Look to the black?
7. The Pylons
The secret of these hills was stone
Of that stone made and crumbling roads
That turned on sudden hidden villages
Now over these small hills they have concrete
That trails black wire, pylons, those pillars
Bare like nude giant girls that have no secret
But far above and as far as sight endures
Like whips of anger with lightning danger
There runs the quick perspective of the future
This dwarfs our emerald country by it's trek
So tall with prophecy, dreaming of cities
Where often clouds shall lean their swan white necks
8. Afrikkan Beggar
Sprawled in the dust outside Syrian store
A target for small children, dogs and flies
A heap of verminous rags and matted hair
Sometimes he shows his stumps of yellow teeth
The curse of pitty, a grotesque mask of death
With hands like claws about his begging bowl
Lost in the trackless jungle of his pain
Clutching the pitless red earth in vain
And whimpering like a stricken animal
How the other half live-so much yet so little
9. Rise Of Crust
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