Kreator

You don’t know how much I hate youAnd always willI’ll never crawl before your thronesYou don’t know the day will come soonWhen we will killThe final holocaust for your dark heartsFeels like I’m on poisoned adrenalineAggro-toxic amphetamineThis one goes out to the ones I hatePoisoned

Those who serve, and those who ruleLepers, kings and mindless foolsEmpire leaders, tyrant’s toolsAll will fade with timeHail the cowards, brave at heartThe ugly, and the beautifulThose who never found their soulsAll live transient livesAll side by side, as the tragedy strikesFearless through life’

Extreme aggressionFrom an extremely insane mindResting unconsciousPushed up by white linesInhuman violenceI never thought it would come this farS*distic intensionsMy greed for blood is growing moreAnd more[CHORUS]Extreme aggressionsSeeing you suffer bring pleasure to meExtreme aggressionsMy aggressions

(M: Petrozza ú L: Reil ú c Maldoror)(Originally recorded for a promo vinyl single for Sounds magazine, England, featuring Motærhead, Kreator and two other bands I forgot about. Ventor wrote the lyrics about life after a nuclear holocaust. I guess it reflects some kind of the general paranoia in the 80s.)Fire’

One by one we take controlNew consciousness, one heart, one soulOppression ends, the time has comeSo don’t look back, it can be doneSomething is still missingSomething keeps ’em blindLike a prescious sacrilegeThey can never findSo they walk togetherInto a silent warThough it seems to take