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High on Chaos
03:34
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Madness, a feral lust for bad blood
The vermin prepares the knot
Fueled by the rot of resentment and retribution
Ethics, a concept of the past
Overthtown at last
Rage amasses more conflicts, no solutions
High on Chaos - The red and the blue
No matter where they stand
Incite disorder at all costs
Another means to an end
High on Chaos - The deaf and the blind
Willful pawns in the game
Reason's dead, the future's lost
Humanity has gone insane
Felony justified in the press
Based on the victim of death
No fairness left, unmendable indoctrination
Tomorrow: a vision ever so bleak
Society's defeat
Global anarchy
Civil wars, divided nations
High on Chaos - The red and the blue
Offer no perspective, not for me and not for you
High on Chaos - The deaf and the blind
Mere accessories in a malignant design
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2. |
Fullmoon Liquorthropy
04:58
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Alcoholic nightmare
Haunting my dreams
A sign of an impending doom
Horrid creatures
Driven by craze
Under an unshrouded moon
Insanity in their bloodshot eyes
With foaming mouth the liquorthropes rise
Gruesome mutation
An unsoothable and ravenous greed
Nocturnal possession
Never to resist the compelling need
Minions of booze
Enslaved by the night for eternity
Branded and cursed to intoxicate
Fullmoon liquorthropy
Lunar frenzy
A maddening thirst
Fueling the quest for more
Distilleries
Will be the first
To be subjected to gore
No silver weapons can break the spell
Condemned to drink by the spirits of hell
Can't control the urge
The lust of the beast
Prayers are futile
There is no chance for peace
Savage howls
And rabid grins
Invoking sense of fear
Barbaric wolves
Gulping gin
Whisky, rum and beer!
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3. |
Fuck Off In Hell
04:23
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Born in the 80's, forever proud
The way we were meant to be
Ever committed to the almighty sound
Of our pioneers' legacy
Fucking listen to Endless Pain
Or Bonded by Blood
Offer sacrifice on the altar
Of the true Metal Gods
It's more than music
More than appearance
It's a lifestyle
An ironclad statement
Sworn to turn it all up
Cranking it out to 10
Take no shit from anyone
And fight till the end
Never fucking relax
Get evil all the time
Live for violence
And die for metal
Fuck off in Hell!
We were tasked to preserve the flame
Never to compromise
Stomp on the boost, max out the gain
Let volume tear down the house
Show contempt for society
And its empty values
A middle finger and a crazy grin
Is all we have for you
Fuck the naysayers!
Fuck the mainstream!
We don't give a shit
Living the dream!
No fucking trends can bring us around
To abandon the creed
This is the path that we have chosen
Lawless life, death by speed
Quenchless thirst burns in our souls
Forever Restless and Wild
No way to stop this war machine
Into Glory we Ride!
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4. |
Nightmare Incarnate
03:37
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Born to murder, burnt alive
An act of revenge
To everyone's horror
Death was not the end
In their slumber I return
To slash their fucking throats
Drag 'em down to the pits of fire
Devouring their souls
When you least expect
During your sweetest dreams
I am coming back for you
To make a bloody scene
Your fear keeps me alive
I'm in your head
Torturing you with my claws
Until you're fucking dead
Hear metal creeking,
The flash of my blades
See my evil green eyes
And my scarred face
Nowhere to run now
No fate to choose
You're trapped in my realm
Playing by my rules
I slaughter them all and when in Hell I'll make your kids my slave
All will dread the day when I'm returning from the grave
You fools should have listened to that dumb nursery rhyme
The last thing you’ll hear is my laughter just before you die!
Bodies chopped to pieces
A fountain of blood spills
My hatred for the youth
Can never be fully appeased
Screams for help are futile
It is far too late
I am your worst phobia
A nightmare incarnate!
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5. |
SxPxTx
03:01
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Way back in the day
Old-school Metal had its own way
Fast tempo, thrashing riffs
No place for artistic bullshit
Downtuning, surplus strings
Dick extension for snob wimps
Polyrhythm, clear sound
Get the fuck out of the underground!
Sometimes more is less
This isn't progress
Sonic terror in the flesh
We are the hordes of Speed Punk Thrash
Principles over cash
We are the hordes of Speed Punk Thrash
What is this mellow section?
Yawning sounds are my reaction
A genre deteriorated
Post Metal is overrated
Bullet belts, denim vests
Faithful to those who did it best
Keep it pure until the end
Big sunglasses, cool band!
No fire, only smoke
Won't fix what was never broke
Betrayers and defilers
Time for the cleansing fire!
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6. |
Infernal Beer Demons
03:25
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The demonic spirits are gathering tonight
To brew hellish booze for Lucifer's might
Bitter nectar of evil with nebulous glow
Effervescent beverage from down below
Infernal Beer Demons
The copper is boiling on eternal flames
A mash of Hades' most abominable grains
Porter or stout, lager or ale
Drink from the Dark Lord's unholy grail!
Amber or red
Black, brown or gold
Specialty of Satan
Served fucking cold
Let's feast in hell!
In utmost delirium I enter the halls
To swill fluid yield of the Netherrealm's malts
With the underworld creatures I will quench my thirst
Worship the Beast and consume his liquors!
Viciously fermented
With brimstone yeast
Crafted by torment
From waters of Styx
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7. |
Night Of Wreckoning
02:54
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It's time to fuck shit up!
The show is over, we left the stage
Head to the lodging to unleash our rage
Smash the pictures, crack the bedframe
Punch through the walls then pass the blame
Cups and dishes, brace for impact
None of the furniture is left intact
Throw the TV out the window
Fuck the landlord, he doesn't need to know
The Night of Wreckoning
Are you ready for violence?
Now it's time to tear this whole place down
And bring the death of silence
The Night of Wreckoning
Tonight nothing is sacred
Damage will be astounding
By the power of our hatred!
A ritual of mass destruction
Intense training in deconstruction
Pure vandalism, a fucking mess
Thashing shit's how we decompress
No respect for property
Deposit was paid with the fee
Nothing stands when the deed is done
You realize the prank when we're already gone
Carrying forth the old ones' bequest
Wreaking havoc is a part of business
Night of Wreckoning
A drastic attack
Night of Wreckoning
We will not be back
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Despise the constitution, scorn the government
Throw a spitball in the face of the establishment
No regrets, nothing to prove when you don't belong
No one can tear you down, forever going strong
An artificial construct
Based on mass deceit
Vile mob of blood suckers
They call the community
Defecate on the social contract
Deviate from the norm
An obnoxious motherfucker
Since the day I was born
Fuck 'em, zero concerns, apathy is the only way
Stand tall in defiance and go against the grain
Never met any expectations, nor did I even care
Courtesy and compassion won't get you anywhere
So defecate now!
Blend in and get consumed
Volunteer for the ultimate doom
I'm a Social Contract Defecator
A profane scumbag, rule desecrator
That's fucking right!
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9. |
Pannonian Witchhunt
05:44
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Sworn to fight in the name of virtue
Full of spite, never minding the truth
Holier than thou with conscience so clean
Led to believe that they own the scene
Spreading lies with no sense of shame
Always first to slander ones name
Don't you defy the preachers of peace
Under scrutiny of the thought police
Narrow-minded, driven by hate
Unwilling to communicate
Frustrated and paranoid
Resort to terror to fill a void
The accuser, the judge, the jury,
The executioner's raging fury
Set to charge whoever they want
This is a Pannonian Witchhunt!
Pull your head out of your ass, open your eyes
The world's full with shades of grey, not just black or white
Stop visioning adversaries where there are none
You can't be preconceived if you hate everyone
Flaunting on a false moral high ground
By incoherence they are all bound
Double standards set by arrogance
Always suiting their convenience
Obsessed with animosity
Self-righteous, blind advocacy
Seeking excuses to lay the blame
Useless tension, this is insane!
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Türböwitch Budapest, Hungary
Formed in 2016, Türböwitch is worshipping booze, the 80's and the true unrelenting spirit of Punk, with aggressive Thrash riffing and High Speed!
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