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Demo «Life That Kills» - 1996
1. Chains of Tyranny
2. The Verge Of Extinction
3. Arm Of The Invisible
4. Exalted Liar
5. Voice Of Eternity
1. Chains of Tyranny.
(lyrics by D. Basik & Al. Vertel)
Despotism of power, ideology's dictate,
Triumph of the suffering, violence and hate,
Freedoms are abolished, objection's an offence,
The only way to stay alive's implict obedience.
Hate, violence, opprecion, despair, misery, depression,
Suspiciousness, dismay, personality's decay,
You're obedient faithful slave.
You persecute your father, your neighbour you defame,
In the hunt on public enemies hound is your name,
Your tyrant is your prophet, his power is your pride,
You suffocate, deteriorate, hate him deep inside.
Oh so paltry thy look in the faceless crowd,
Thy protest, desperate cry dare not say aloud,
Faithful beast, deaf and blind, faceless without me,
Doomed to live and to die in thy slavery...
2. The Verge of Extinction.
(lyrics by D. Basik & Al. Gladysh)
The voices of riots, overflowed with hate,
Returning to life tell the truth,
The tongues of indictment,
Nailed to history's gate,
Revenge for inflicted abuse.
The mutinous souls, once refused to submit,
Find peace and release,
And cut off throats of the prophets accrete,
Appealing to progenies.
Marching on the verge of extinction,
Marching on the arms of revolt.
The heroes of the senseless massacres
Get to the dump of time,
And the masters of the human circus
Encourage another crime.
Through the centuries of the affliction and pain
Rises rage breaking chains on its way,
And the crucified dream, reviving again,
Calls fevered minds to tray.
3. Arm of the Invisible.
(lyrics by D. Basik & Al. Vertel)
Master's the one who pays, I'm the thing that imposes his sight,
His lie I turn to truth — bribes are always right.
Inconstancy I maintain, perjury, flattery are admired,
Just like a venal maid I'm despised, but still I'm desired.
I'm your way to the power, moral decease,
I'm the invisible mower of destinies.
You're rich, will it be long? No one insured in that vicious play,
And slab you stand upon may as well crash you someday.
Masters — I overlive them all now exalt — tomorrow abuse,
One thing's unchangeable I rule, you only loose.
Master's the one who pays, I'm the thing that imposes his rave,
Play this dirty game where I am master and you are my slave.
4. Exalted Liar.
(lyrics by Dmitry Basik)
Hypocrite, Public cheat,
The one for seat, Votes' hunter.
Nose to the wind I please them all, stay afloat.
I'm your friend until you fall — your defeat's my gloat.
Ignore the moral and betray the vows you made,
Fair is the faul play if makes the grade.
Lie is every word you say,
Lie — your guide on vile way,
Lie — success of your career,
Lie, so barefaced so clear.
Rancour's while, The endless guile,
Bloody style, Brawl for power.
Vote for me, trust my lie blind defender,
I'll send your sons on war to die for my grandeur.
Sow dissension in the nation, despondency,
Make you hunger in privation, misery.
Raped the trust, Eyes in dust,
Time of lust, Liars' elections.
Choice is made, you vote for lie, exaltation,
See you proudly glority his domination,
Cheated by his scurvy show, weak-willed fool,
Bow bondservant to your fee, be proud he rules.
5. Voice of Eternity.
(words taken from the New Testament)
Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are the gentle, for they shall inherit the earth.
Blessed are the merciful, for they shall receive mercy.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
For they shall be satisfied.
Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall comforted.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.
Blessed are you when men cast insults at you and persecute you
And say all kinds of evil against you falsely on account of Me.
But woe to you who are rich,
For you are receiving your comfort in full.
Woe to you who are well fed now, for you shall be hungry.
Woe to you who laugh now, for you shall mourn and weep.
Woe to you when all men speak well of you,
For in the same way their fathers used to treat the false prophets.