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VOMITORY LYRICS
"Hour of Truth" (1991)
1. F.T.A.
2. Weekend Madman
3. Witches & Demons
4. The Bringers of Faith
5. Hour of Truth
6. Pull the Plug
7. Future Shock
8. Catastrophical Expectations
9. Royal Rumble
10. Foolsway
1. F.T.A.
You live from day to day and you never have to worry
All these years have passed without a stand or fall
But now this dream has gone and you have to face the truth man
There is nothing you can do they get you at your balls
Fuck the army
Listen to what I say
F.T.A.
They'll get you anyway
So your life will change and your longhaired days are counted
You feel like a fool in your modern skinheadlook
You are reborn to kill and bride your machinegun
But your cock is flabby from this fucking armyfood
And a life without war is a life without sense
Killin' me Killin' you killing for selfdefence
With the fear in your back there is no place to hide
Dying now dying soon it's a question of time
When will you believe that there is no solution
Talk to everyone and scream it down the road
We have to condemn this kind of prostitution
The sons of Mr. H. are ready to explode
2. Weekend Madman
Here is Bobby Miller and salesman is my job
But when I'am ridin' on my bike they call me Thunderbob
I' am a weekend madman you can fuck the rest
A little Peter Fonda is livin' in my chest
Creep into their assholes every day in week
But the weekend madman wants to tread them with his feet
When my boss says idiot I say thanks a lot when I'm easy ridin'
I'm the punishment of God
I like countrymusic, folk and all this stuff
But the binkin' warrior love the sound of Hasselhoff
"I've been lookin' for..."
Here is Bobby Miller and there is nothing like
When we rage down the highway together bike by bike
But when you take his bike away, there is nothing that remains
A crazy fucking vacuum is spreadin' in his brain
Here is Bobby Miller and egghead is my job
But when I'm ridin' on my bike they call me idiot Bob
See the weekend madman in leather and in chains
Live fast ride free exists no more it's buried in his brain
3. Witches & Demons
Do you believe you're able when it is deepest night
And when your man is sleeping so silent by your side
To walk through closed doors and together drive through space
With weapons they can't see you kill the human race
You cook their flesh and eat it together side by side
And then there where the heart was you put dry grass inside
And you got the power to let them live again it's only a short time
You let the life in them
We're not the seed of Adam and Abraham is not our Father
We are from the angel who was sent down to hell
We're watchin' out for Mayhem we're different from each other
We live from your imagination, we can ring your bell
We don't need an apple to show you what is sin
We are from the serpent which let the sinners cry
We are watchin' out for Mayhem we're different from each other
We live from your imagination, we command you to die
They always are near you when you are sleeping in the night
They're able to see you when everything is out of sight
They're watchin' inside you, they are the rulers of your world
So please take good care man and never let them out
Do you believe you're able when it is darkest night to see the Gabriel Ratchets when they are side by side
The hunter will find you now for your blood he lust he'll hune you and kil and run you in the dust
4. The Bringers of Faith
Like phoenix from ashes he will leave his grave
And he'll be back as master of doom
Punisher from hell he's out to take revenge with power to dictate the rules
We can't understand what burning hate achieves
But burning hate can be too strong
In his heart the flame of hate has never died
Coffintime has been too long
A murders heart without pride often it was so afraid
But the time of truth wille come to take revenge on every man and every wife many thousand lives must die
We don't know the pain when hunger is killin' children
So we close our eyes again
How can we believe that we are not to blame
Man we should not forget the flame
Are you really suere they are not back some day
Maybe they are back too soon
When hunger turns to hate the flame is burning bright and they take their revenge on you
You send out the sons to fight for your believes
Political ideas for fool
You fills the heads with lies and they die by your command
Finally they are used like tools
We can't understand what burning hate achieves
But burning hate can be so strong
In his heart the flame of hate has never died
Coffintime had been too long
5. Hour of Truth
Lookin' back on the life of a murderer while you are sittin' in the jail
Watchin' out for your own shadow and for yourself you start to tell your tale
Chains are cold and toyr wrists are wounded souvenirs of a suicidebid
Pride is gone with the request for mercy
The hour of Truth is the Hour for you to die
You think that you don't need help when they are out to hunt you down
But life is not so easy soon you are lying on the ground
No one can crack the hard one you never need a compromise
If you're a great pretender the hour of truth 'll be realised
You hear the steps coming closer and you feel how it splits your soul
Imagine how the axe is shining when your head waits for it to fall
Pride is dead and tears are running when you scream I don't want to die
But the hour of truth has ended and you watch the dead from eye to eye
6. Pull the Plug
Can you tell me what's goin' on why my legs are dead and my eyes are gone
Can you tell me what the doc has meant when he said these things
I don't understand
Won't you tell me why I feel inside growing up the wish that I want to die
I can't fight anymore I have lost all my power
I won't fight anymore nevermore
Nevermore Won't fight again I won't fight again
I have lost it all my friends
I don't fight anymore nevermore
I hear mother crying beside my bed want to comfort her but my voice is dead
When I want to stroke her hair there are no arms anywhere
Who has failded oh I feel so trapped parents can't you see that I wish for dead
Father says : you must fight my son!
But your son is dead and this livin' corpse just wants to die
And I have heard them whisper next door is there no way to let him die
Can you tell me why they don't see that is anything I try
Our state says there is no fuckin' way this machine is there to give him life please
Pull the plug out of the wall this livin' corps just wants to die
7. Future Shock
Do you really mean that your life is nothing worth
Do you really mean that your life is a fuckin' curse
Then let's make a timewarp and I'll show you something else
Twenty years to go/you believe you are in hell
Now the life is celebrated to the gods of dead and war
It's a life of implantations disease is all you"re waitin' for
Do you really mean that your life is hard enough
Do you really know that the only luck is stuff
Then let's make a timewarp I'll show you what's going on
Twenty years to go/when your mutant child is born
No one lives here by his brain in this world of hate and fear
Number zero in this game remember that this world is deadly near
Search for satisfaction all over the land Search for it until you've got it my friend
It may be hard but you have to try
Then you're satisfied till the day that you die
Now my little friend it's time for going home
Now you know you're livin' in the calm before the storm
Twenty years a minute and the world is turning on
How can we explain when your mutant child is born
8. Catastrophical Expectations
You feel desperated when your lipstick is gone on your highheels you are walking like a bitch in the street
Day and night you think about your perfect style
You'are the one who let the girls get wet all time from your heat
And the holes in your jeans shot by a machinegun
Let me see the ring that's through your cock, oh what a fun
You swear that you have tried but now you know a life
Without a mirror is not a life
Without hairspray what a nightmare, you can take a gun
Everyday you steal away the riffs of musicians
The harmonizer makes your voice sound like a metalman
And on the stage no acting because sweat is not attractive and ruins all your nice makeup
And after it no autographs cause you're the superstar
Scandalism sells and it's a great promotion
So they've fucked your ass and you have selled some more from your pink LP's
Day will come when you are in your teakwood coffin
The I hope Satan himslef will punish you for your life
9. Royal Rumble
Coming from the hills on the far horizon
Where the winter bites like hardest steel
Loosing many wives and children
So we are beggin' for the mercy of the Lord
Coming from the hills where snow is fallin'
We are searchin' for the promised land
If we stay there is no tomorrow
So we are beggin' for the mercy of the Lord
Now it's time my mighty warrior
Now it's time for you again
Let your sword taste blood of thousands heads that are rolling bloody in the sand
Find every one and take no prisoners
Let us swear the oath once more
Hunt these dogs out of my kingdom
That's the mercy they are beggin' for
For each head you bring to me I will give you a daughter's hand
For each body taht you rape I will promise you a land
For each arrow that you shoot I will let a valkyrie fly
For each woman that you get I will let her husband die
Waste no time my mighty warrior they are waitin' for your steel
When the wives and children cry luck is everything you feel
When it's done and you'll be back you'll be proud to kiss my hand
I hope that no one will survive so they have their promised land
10. Foolsway
You stand up every morning five o'clock
Every day bathroom, breakfast, cardrive to workplace
Every movement again and again
Than you work at the same machine as it has been for thirty long years
For your son he shall live better but he give a fuck to your fears
Heel is comin' true right now
Every way every day cry out
Live to work work to live do it
Senseless live every day no
Maybe that your life is not so easy, maybe that your life is not so good
Who's to blame and what is the reason dyin' fire in your dyin' blood
Please don't say that you have no solution and don't say you do what must be done
All these waisted years without protection let this old man die when he is alone
You look back every evening in your cold bed every night
Old man poor man life in a hard place being alone every way
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