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War to end all wars
Hatred lost control
Casualties now mounting
Tales yet still untold
Life's eradication
Of man now beyond all reason
Totally insane
The human race becomes

Lest we forget - thoughts will always haunt the mind
Lest we forget - the bitterness remains

Vast termination
Man made rationality
Complete elimination
Of life beyond brutality
Eternal resentment
Re-occurs time after time
Driven to despair
Extinction drawing near

Lest we forget - thoughts will always haunt the mind
Lest we forget - the bitterness remains

Lest we forget - thoughts will always haunt the mind
Lest we forget - the bitterness remains

Commence removal of all things valued in life
The persecution what was once believed right
Humanities objective now totally deranged
When ignorance transpires, this world becomes insane.
 
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I don't need anyone
Don't need no mom and dad
Don't need no pretty face
Don't need no human race

I got some news for you
Don't even need you too
I got my devil machine
Got my electronic dream
Sonic reducer
Ain't no loser
I'm a sonic reducer
Ain't no loser

People out on the streets
They don't know who I am
I watch them from my dream
They all just pass me by

But I'm not just anyone
Said I'm not just anyone
I got my devil machine
Got my electronic dream
Sonic reducer
Ain't no loser
I'm a sonic reducer
Ain't no loser

I'll be a pharaoh soon

 

Ain't it fun when you're always on the run
Ain't it fun when your friends despise what you've become
Ain't it fun when you get so high that you, well you just can't come
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young


It's such fun... such fun

Ain't it fun when you're taking care of number one
Ain't it fun when you feel like you just gotta get a gun
Ain't it fun when you j.j.j. just can't seem to find your tongue
Cause you stuck it to deep into something that really stung
It's such fun


Well somebody come up to me they spit right in my face
But I didn't even feel it, it was such a disgrace
I punched my fist right through the glass
But I didn't even feel it, it all happened so fast


It's such fun, such fun, such...

Ain't it fun when you tell her she's just a cunt
Ain't it fun when she splits and leaves you on the bum
Ain't it fun when you've broken up every band that you've ever begun
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young


It's such fun, such fun, such...
Having a real fun time, such fun, such fun
No Fun
 

Some say I’m cursed cuz Gaza was the place of my birth
Where as a youth I fought invaders with a fistful of earth
My father martyred, two brothers locked in Zionist dungeons
I fought the soldiers ‘til a rifle butt knocked me unconscious
My mother’s tears they begged me to avoid the resistance
I did my best to obey her wish as God is my witness
When the brigades paid a visit I said I couldn’t enlist
They said no problem you could start by raising your fist
Over time the urge to resist grew strong in my heart
I regret that I didn’t lock and load right from the start
I pray for ample ammunition cuz the world won’t listen
So we I resist by any means ‘til my sole is risen
The more of us they massacre the more their plot is in peril
We pray for martyrdom Zionists made a pact with the devil
After the bombs fall, witness a fist emerge from the rubble
Now tell me what’s your story how did you enter the struggle?

I’m from Beirut, my roots in Lebanon
I can still see the blood on the streets I walked upon
From the Zionist bombs, they murdered my mom
And my father was a shaheed, died with a gun in his palm
As a young man, I began my expedition
The Koran in my hand, gave Allah my submission
Travelled many lands and I fought the opposition
We attack, when attacked it’s a part of our religion
I know my position, a mission with causes
I got one path and I don’t change courses
My journey took me high up in the north caucus
With Emir Khattab and Chechen freedom forces
Battle the infidel, hell made contingents
Brothers from around the world have joined the resistance
We freedom fighters but they call us militans
We fight for our people, lands and independence

We dug a trench like the Holy Prophet did in Medina
Some said build a wall and top it off with concertina
But the Zionist enemy dropped bombs from the sky
Good thing most of our fighters were ready to die
What kind of tactics do Chechen fighters bring to the battle?
Here we got punk collaborators roped like cattle
But much worse cuz with these snakes we show no mercy
My only aim is to please Allah, these rats can curse me
Guerilla warfare, guerilla tactic
We a small unit, so we move in and attack quick
Ambush the army, unconventional but acerbic
The road side bomb, hit the army truck accurate
They can harm me of death I’m not afraid
I’m the first in the pack, in time for any raid
My place in paradise, it be ready and made
So my ummah pray for us as we fight the crusade

 

Was schlug man den zum Krüppel?
Weil sein Gewissen schrie
Da gab es nur ein Mittel
Und sie brachen ihm die Knie

Was steckte man dies' Haus an?
Verbrannte Menschen am lebendigen Leib?
Sie sagen, es war die Farbe der Haut
Oder irgendeine andere Nichtigkeit

Was pfercht man deise Menschen in Lager?
Und gibt ihnen einen süßlichen Geruch?
Solange sie leben, graben sie in der Erde
Zum Sterben ist noch Zeit genug

Wer gibt da die Befehle?
Etwas muß doch da verantwortlich sein
Die Toten geben keine Antwort
Da fällt mir Celans Geschichte ein

Der Tod ist ein Meister aus Deutschland
Der Tod ist ein Meister aus Deutschland
Der Tod ist ein Meister aus Deutschland
Der Tod ist ein Meister aus Deutschland
 
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