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PSYCHIC POSSESSOR LYRICS
"Toxin Diffusion" (1988)
1. Toxin Diffusion
2. Manipulation
3. China Dust
4. Zombie Nights
5. First District
6. S.S. Convoy
7. Breath Til Drop
8. T.V. Sucker
1. Toxin Diffusion
Toxin Diffusion
It is night at the chemical terminal
Storage are gorgotte'n in the dark
Computers alert a sudden deflaction
Making thousand of rottening corpses
Toxin Diffusion
Take of the oxigen
Toxin Diffusion
Corroding my brains
2. Manipulation
Manipulation
They have control over our minds
Our brains grind cos of their lies
Use the name of the country
To alienate ourselves as still zombies
Don't stop
Don't breath
Damned inspection
Don't ask
Don't relax
You were programmed
Manipulation
Tryng hard to learn to kill
Through a shot at bloodlurdling field
While you die they are waiting
Waiting for you to defeat death
Chorus
1,2,3,4 Fight
March, march, welcome to die
4,5,6 and march
S.Eat a shit
S.Fuck off and die!
3. China Dust
China Dust
Chemistry
At service destruction
Putrefation
In initial stage
Danger
Into the cities
Worthless residue
Thrown in any place
Insane Science
Creates and spreads
China Dust
An eternal threat
4. Zombie Nights
Zombie Nights
Radioactive Clouds
Arisen from the sky
Infecting the world
Destroyng without reason
Syrens sound
Under the pain
Of children dead
By toxic rain
The living will wish they are dead
And to go on
They will have to fight
Zombie nights
5. First District
First District
Violence, agression
Forget underground
Uniforms, repression
They are the law
Corrupts, suckers
With the power in your hands
Torturing and shiking
In paupers workers
I see suffle, I see re-press
I see worker deads in the mass
I see the people burning uniforms
Let's broke the policial norms...
First District
Not have your politic
No need your politics
First District
6. S.S. Convoy
S.S. Convoy
Marching to war
Raising over the valleys
Thirsty kadets
Fighting without reason
A dirty warfare
Fed with money
Around people
Ready to die
Raging mistreated soldiers
Crushed as simple toys
To fight a daily nightmare
S.S. Convoy
7. Breath Til Drop
Breath Till Drop
On the suburbs of metropolis
The air kills
Chemical works smell the fear
Turning life into a hell
Raise against them
And you disappear
Commence acting without praying
Since god will not hear
Industrial pollution
Killing without stopping
Capitalist destruction
Breath Till Drop
8. T.V. Sucker
T.V. Suckers
Fools in my home
Fools in my living room
More waisted hours...
Look at me slave of TV
My reflex are conditioned
My eyes seeing all
I know who I am
I'm stupid
Glass eyes video brain
The T.V. is calling for me
The T.V. is calling for you
All the Suckers
All The T.V. Suckers
I'm caged
And nobody can save me
Showing me lies
Killing me inside
I know who I am
I know who you are
Glass eyes - Video brain
The TVs are calling for me
The TVs are calling for you
All the TV suckers together now
All the TV suckers
All the TV suckers
Look at me, TV suckers
Look at me, TV Suckers!!!
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