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ILLWILL LYRICS
"Evilution" (1998)
1. Singh Hai
2. V for Vulgarians
3. Cult
4. Il Organizatione
5. Six Sec Sex
6. Whether With or Without
7. Eternal Sleep
8. K.A.O.S.
9. Bid Farewell to Welfare
10. Who to Trust?
11. This Barren Life
12. 365 Reasons to Commit Suicide
13. E.W.S.
1. Singh Hai
Ein zwei drei vier
Hai Hai Singh Hai
Hai Hai Singh Hai
The cross examination is standing still
His lips are sealed
No family tree to cut
No identification
Faithful beyond death
Now let us see about that
Bring in the special force
With remedy for them with tongue-tie
Oh! They can even make a dumb man sing
Hai Hai Singh Hai
Hai Hai Singh Hai
The tools are changing colours
While sweet chariots swings low
Loud on the radio
He’ll beg for a quick death
Chinese culture
The art of torture
Information!!!
Locate their weak spot, their spirit
The got methods that
That will literally make a spy sing high
High high sing high or die!
2. V for Vulgarians
Tighten the grip ‘round their throats
Make our threats less illusive
Let’s make an example
Just who do they think that they are
I rephrase well who were they
Make it hard to tell
This territory is ours
“If you can’t stand the heat
Then stay out of the kitchen”
If we to Tommy the gun
Slipping the tongue
It’s over before you say…
Oh no, don’t say no
How dare you even think about it
V, V for Vulgarians
We, we’re the Vulgarians
V, V for Vulgarians
We’re the Vulgarians
See that’s it goes when you…
I repeat; never ever
Mix business with pleasure
So tighten the grip even more
No more seeing through fingers of the iron fist
Unlike the uprising mob
This itself doesn’t pop up
When V axe U answer
The idle eared but a sigh
I’ll have you historized
With a snap just like that!
Oh no, don’t say no
How dare you even think about it
V, V for Vulgarians
We, we’re the Vulgarians
V, V for Vulgarians
We’re the Vulgarians
They can’t see your teeth, ‘less you walk upright
We’re the Vulgarians
V for Vulgarians
We’re the Vulgarians
V for Vulgarians
We’re the Vulgarians
V for Vulgarians
We’re the Vulgarians
V for Vulgarians
3. Cult
Rise above the oppression
Constrain the one that lies
Blind the thoughts and lessons
He preaches so constantly wise
Though many seek revenge
Trying hard to simply change
But a shrewder mind will always define
Rise above your intension
Look ahead through the hate
Time is what we must mention
To take care of its fate
There’s no moment of truth
Yet we must all endure
Stretch the outer limits
In search for the cure
Cult! Cult! Cult!
Disintegration of humanity
Recrimination against sobriety
Rise above you extinction
Don’t become seduced
Evil men of distinction
Trundles in their abuse
Tempers rage and seethe
Mankind laughs and cheats
Hanging on by a thread
Dance of the dead
Cult! Cult! Cult!
Disintegration of humanity
Recrimination against sobriety
Cult! Cult! Cult!
4. Il Organizatione
For forty years has grown underneath
In shallow snow, what hides the shows in thaw
The organisation is growing stronger by day
The seed was sown in dim lighted grounds
It’s the harvest time, as they sow shall they reap
Our longing’s been long, now let revenge be sweet
A cog in the machinery
If progress is the charge then we
Are guilty in the 1st degree
The movement has become an industry
Rebellion red, it flies no white flag
The underdogs let no lying dogs sleep
The organisation treat high treason with care
We do to them, what they’ve done to us
For forty years of oppression and woe
Fight fire with fire is a worn out phrase
If lives the cost then let it be
A dissident’s an enemy
In failure put no tails between our legs; we
Turn defeat into victory
5. Six Sec Sex
Six six six
Hitting on ms. Misfortune
Better than masturbation
Kisses that taste so sour
E’nuff, now unfold your flower
State of ignored repulsion
Caused by a blind erection
Pretend it’s a trumpet blow
It can only go too slow
Love me – oh sure I love U2
Love me – I can’t unless you undress
Love me – ya bet I’m gonna do
Love me – ahh! Shut up and eat
Six second sex – and that’s all you get
Six second sex – and not a second more
Six second sex – and what you’ll ever get from me
Six second sex - you cheap perfume stinking poor man’s whore
Didn’t your mother tell you not to talk with your mouth full, so…
Shut up and eat the metal
What was your name?! Ethyl?
Choke her in the shower
In a room rented by the hour
Heard it was good nutrition
So swallow my ammunition
After I’ve cum – I’m gone
I am as cold as the cunt of a nun
Love me – what!? I just did you slut
Love me – I’m done – I’m gone
Love me – this ain’t no charity fuck
Love me – let’s hope you’re into S&M then… bitch
Six second sex – and that’s all you get
Six second sex – and not a second more
Six second sex – and what you’ll ever get from me…
Whore
6. Whether With or Without
We are confident that we’re unique
Special treatment’s what we seek
We’re convinced that we’re the ones
Irreplaceable but life goes on…
Whether with or without – you!
We are imbecile and incomplete
We could have been the wet spot on our mothers’ sheets
If your life sucks, leave or stay
World keeps turning either way…
Whether with or without
Save your prayers, wipe our tears
It makes no difference in a thousand years
World won’t miss you
Worthless issue
So don’t you argue
Cause the world continues
Whether with or without… you!
7. Eternal Sleep
The crack of dawn fills the empty sky
Patiently waiting, you wait for me to die
My pain is your pleasure
You lust to control me
I’m drowning in the dark of lunacy
Now we travel forth to the lake of desire
Without the key, you wouldn’t taste the fire
Time and time again
I can’t penetrate your lies
It doesn’t matter how hard I try
Tattered and torn, I’m wasted and worn
As I feel the edge of the thorn
I shall not cry, I will not weep
As I fall into eternal sleep…
The demon within me infects my broken mind
The king of terrors is here to mantle my time
My pain is your pleasure
You lust to control me
I’m drowning in the dark
Tattered and torn, I’m wasted and worn
As I feel the edge of the thorn
I shall not cry, I will not weep
As I fall into eternal sleep…
Now that I’m leaving everything behind me
I’m weak and I’m feeble as life pours out of me…
Tattered and torn, I’m wasted and worn
As I feel the edge of the thorn
I shall not cry, I will not weep
As I fall into eternal…
Tattered and torn, I’m wasted and worn
As I feel the edge of the thorn
I shall not cry, I will not weep
As I fall into…
Now that I’m leaving
8. K.A.O.S.
Slaughtered nations – charging bullets
Dissimulation – the ozone layer grow thin
Cold perplexion – generating nuke bombs
Raging on – a callous frigid chill!!
Trembling panic – starts to rumble
Public pruriency – oppressive damage done!
Missiles raining – cracking the Earth’s crust
Seeds with pain – infecting breeding ground!!!
Can’t you see that there’s no reason
Changing seasons – worlds collide…
Incursions hit – and raise it’s fury
Greed and anger – a devastating need!
War of those – with faultless minds
Losing sense – kills what might have been!!!
Can’t you see that there’s no reason
Changing seasons – worlds collide…
“Infecting breeding grounds, saturating our lives
Infatuated by the crimes, scattering the lies
See the world with different eyes, the blind leads the wise
Leaders engrossed in greed – shall we raise up seed?!!”
Can’t you see that there’s no reason
Changing seasons – worlds collide…
Kaos…
Kaos…
Kaos…
9. Bid Farewell to Welfare
Bid farewell to wellfare
Farewell to wellfare
Farewell to wellfare
Farewell to wellfare
Farewell to wellfare
Farewell to wellfare
Farewell to wellfare
Farewell to wellfare
Farewell to wellfare
Farewell to wellfare
Farewell to wellfare
Farewell to wellfare
Wellfarewell to wellfarewell to welfare
Now!!! Now!!! Now!!! Now!!! Now!!!
10. Who to Trust?
Some men hate and expect affection
Some men lie and demand the truth
Broken by obtrusive power
Transferred executive coward!
Some are innocent, weak and shallow
Seems like saints but dark and hollow
Punch right through their head
Ravage life and they fall dead!
Battered down the line of rust
Never knowing who to trust
Who to trust… who to trust
Some men drives into distraction
Associate with the wrong conduction
Seeing red in tunnel vision
Delusive hate, head–on collision
Some men never learn their lesson
Regurgitate, then eat some more
Terrified of the world outside
Punctured of others that lied
Battered down the line of rust
Never knowing who to trust
Who to trust… who to trust… no-one!
11. This Barren Life
Crowned with sadness in this cheating tomb
Locked up inside this castle of doom
All the best of times have gone
Kept under lock and key
Stuck in a hole you linger on, buried by thee
Spirit in black, walking intact
Impassive and cold, inhuman and old
Bothered by fear in this tormented womb
Caught in a corner, blackened haunted room
A bastard one, not just the last… loss of fine sanity
Drifting far, you’re falling fast… into your final penalty
This barren life – this barren life
“And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes
And there shall be no more death
Neither shall there be anymore pain, for the former things have passed away
A withered soul, without control
Held by chains, madness reigns
Decried with deceit in this hidden cell
Uninvited one revels in its hell
All the best of times have gone, kpt under lock and key
Conjured in Hell you linger on… never to be free
This barren life – this barren life
This barren life – this barren life
12. 365 Reasons to Commit Suicide
January
I kept my new year’s vows, began a new beginning
February
Couldn’t tell one day from another, I was bored of being bored
March
Upon the plain predictable path – I worked, ate and slept
April
Nothing unexpected or exciting happened, see the previous
May
Was grey, grey, grey and I turned the age where future lied behind
June
Work for a living or live for working- that’s the question!
365 reasons to commit suicide
365 reasons to… fuck you
365 reasons to commit suicide
365 reasons to… die
July
I lived a lie, convinced it would get better
August
I realized that nothing ever change
September
Blah, blah, blah, useless to remember, no goals, no fun, no future
October
I did plan my last performance while I listened to “Beyond the Realms of Death”
November
At the sacred stroke it’ll strike, I can’t rewrite my farewell letter
December
With a capitol “D”, for Doubt of Decision, Depression and DreaD – I’m DeaD
365 reasons to commit suicide
365 reasons to…
365 reasons to commit suicide
365 reasons to……….
……DIE!
Give me one reason!
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
Day after day after day
Week after week after week
Month after month after month
Year after year after year
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
13. E.W.S.
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
Eat, work, sleep, eat, work, sleep
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