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TROLLHEIM'S GROTT LYRICS
"Bizarre Troll Technology" (2001)
1. Trollgeddon
2. Trollsyndicate
3. Conquering With Blasphemy
4. Bizarre Troll technology
5. Amanita Virosa
6. Mushroomcloud Science
7. Electronic Genocide
8. Chased by Trolls
1. Trollgeddon
2. Trollsyndicate
Retribution for the infidels
Executed by TrollSyndicate
Syndicate equals redemption
Doctrines of present morals, of present humans
Future is our past, as all will be erased
Gently the Syndicate overtakes the system
Labyrinth is closing, open the door to the other existence
Beware! Syndicate is behind the moon
It will twine around you
Run and hide, cry and whine,
cause the Trolls will hunt you down
Mankind will collapse to feet of the Syndicate
World is undergoing a complete transformation
Mesmerized by a Troll-Merry-Go-Around
Syndicate is anomaly in humanity
A fraction in your mirror, shattered your glass icons
Superstar, supernova, consciousness fades away
A fraction in your mirror, shattered your glass icons
Superstar, supernova, consciousness fades away
Redeemer - Ordo Mortis
Syndicate Ordo Vita
Live your life
For me
When seek for salvation, you seek for the end
Conquer life with poison and knife,
cause your life seems so distant when light fades away
Ease your pain and join Syndicate
Look!Syndicate Deathtroops
Feathers flying after a shotgun blast
Run and hide, cry and whine
Soon the Trolls will hunt you down
Mankind will collapse to feet of the Syndicate
World is undergoing a complete transformation
Mesmerized by a Troll-Merry-Go-Around
Syndicate is anomaly in humanity
A fraction in your mirror, shattered your glass icons
Superstar, supernova, consciousness fades away
A fraction in your mirror, shattered your glass icons
Superstar, supernova, consciousness fades away
3. Conquering With Blasphemy
Your days are numbered, puny human race
I am conquering you with blasphemy
Religious foolishness, enslavement of the weak
I an your saviour the blasphemer
Divide & impera
Domination and rapture
Decadence and filth
in the name of god
Holocaust...
I've seen my darkest dream,
demons of morbid mind
Spread my arms and crucify,
as I am neon-messiah
When flowers of black bloom
Conquering with blasphemy
When precious morals fall
Conquering with blasphemy
For his victory...
Without a single defeat we ride, weapons held high
Slaves, behold my coming, surrender or be slain
The day is today, the day of doom, moment of truth
You can see the horns in a golden dawn
Release the night - and the night opened his arms
As there is no light - offer to me your life
Silence was broken by cries - your feeble gods lies
Fallen one - Carry me away
Sinful creatures fulfil my task
Release hypocrites from their illusion
As in hatred, as in lust,
as in blasphemy, my will will be done
Divide & impera
Domination and rapture
Decadence and filth
in the name of god
Holocaust...
I've seen my darkest dream,
demons of morbid mind
Spread my arms and crucify,
as I am neon-messiah
Conquering with blasphemy
When flowers of black bloom
Conquering with blasphemy
4. Bizarre Troll technology
Welcome to our factory!
What would you like to have?
Perhaps bizarre troll-devices
Or maybe an introduction to our industry
So if you are in the other end of the spectrum,
do you think that Syndicate is in the other?
We've reserved a perfect product for you.
It'll remove thorns from your flesh in exchange for your soul!
Life has lost its meaning
Existence exists no more
Technoworld where technology is divine
And trolls can handle it very well
Troll-technology will teach you how the system works.
Syndicate commands and you obey
Theres no place where you could hide,
so work my slaves, the world is mine.
Oh yes, have you seen enough
Do you want to test the technology of ours?
Do you believe what your eyes have seen?
Imagine all the ways
You can feel pain...
The Syndicate offers them all, only prices are the same.
So, are you as impressed as I am?
Troll-technology is far more advanced than you could believe.
Engineers of blasphemy have manufactured something for you.
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Bizarre Troll-technology
Bizarre Troll-technology
Bizarre Troll-technology
Bizarre Troll-technology
Oh yes, have you seen enough
Do you want to test the technology of ours?
Do you believe what your eyes have seen?
Imagine all the ways
You can feel pain...
The Syndicate produces them all...
Life has lost its meaning
Existence exists no more
Technoworld where technology is divine
And trolls can handle it very well
If you shatter the spectrum, will Syndicate be destroyed?
I doubt, but try to impress me!
You are only a guest star in your own play.
And did you know: black contains all the colours!
5. Amanita Virosa
Now We are in a world we have never been before
Hallucinating activated to feel this pain no more
White destroyer, betrayer, in the midst of mysterious
Moon and fun divided by the feathers of black
Angels are singing to me... Ah, listen! They sing in blasphemy.
They sing for you and me.
I strangle them , make them bleed!
I will make them feel what is it like to be me!
I strangle them , make them bleed!
I will make them feel what is it like to be me!
Amanita Virosa - Deathtrip to Hell
I cannot breathe inside your feather-wings
Amanita Virosa - Bloodred journey
Paint all white to black for me!
Funguslord of hallucinations, pull your strings and make me fall
Theres no fucking god for you and me, mushrooms are sacred
Feather-wings tied and nailed, to fulfil our perverse desires
Destroyer carrying me , now i'm one with fire
Deathtrip to Hell - To eternity
Crystal clear - Dimension Ok nt
She's turning the world upside down, she's a beast inside of beauty
Seducer of Angels, Divine destroyer, pleasure and pain in Death
Now we have seen the world we hade never been before
Hallucinations are twisting into reality
Grisly memory of that soulside journey
Distort my world and make sinners bleed
Demons are singing to me. . . Ah listen! They sing in harmony
They sing for you and me
I suffocate them make them bleed,
I make them feel what is it like to be me,
I suffocate them make them bleed,
I make them feel what is it like to be me
Amanita Virosa - Deathtrip to Hell
I cannot breathe inside your feather-wings
Amanita Virosa - Bloodred journey
Paint all white to black for me!
Dressed with light in disguse she talks to me
In morbid way she whispers: You will die!
Her feathers cut my flesh like razorblades
And her words burn my consciousness like thousand stars
She's turning the world upside down, she's a beast inside of beauty
Seducer of Angels, Divine destroyer, pleasure and pain in Death
6. Mushroomcloud Science
Humans, my morbid choir
sing your songs in death-like-silence
Humans, my precious puppets
fracture in your world is turning upwards
In the glare of the moon
In the galactic distortions
The machinery of hell
waits my command
Electronic genocide
Future fate of mankind
Electronic genocide
Humans, burn your gods
replace them with electronic ones
Humans, I collect your sins
it is the power which runs in me
My demons, nothing is holy
Electronic genocide
World full of hate
shall taste its own wrath
One with horns,
and his wrath
I feel it
in me, in you
My demons, nothing is holy
Electronic genocide
World full of hate
shall taste its own wrath
In the glare of the moon
In the galactic distortions
My hybrid demons
waits my command
Electronic genocide
Future dream of mankind
Electronic genocide
Humans, rape the world
let there be a better one
Humans, believe in me
I am a machine from pits of Hell
Angel in demon, merciless, computerized
I am, and will be
Plastik messiah, synthetic saviour
for the faceless masses
7. Electronic Genocide
Humans, my morbid choir
sing your songs in death-like-silence
Humans, my precious puppets
fracture in your world is turning upwards
In the glare of the moon
In the galactic distortions
The machinery of hell
waits my command
Electronic genocide
Future fate of mankind
Electronic genocide
Humans, burn your gods
replace them with electronic ones
Humans, I collect your sins
it is the power which runs in me
My demons, nothing is holy
Electronic genocide
World full of hate
shall taste its own wrath
One with horns,
and his wrath
I feel it
in me, in you
My demons, nothing is holy
Electronic genocide
World full of hate
shall taste its own wrath
In the glare of the moon
In the galactic distortions
My hybrid demons
waits my command
Electronic genocide
Future dream of mankind
Electronic genocide
Humans, rape the world
let there be a better one
Humans, believe in me
I am a machine from pits of Hell
Angel in demon, merciless, computerized
I am, and will be
Plastik messiah, synthetic saviour
for the faceless masses
8. Chased by Trolls
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