Also meine momentane lieblingsband ist lamb of god!!*_*

Aber ich höhre auch ne menge anderer bands ich liste mal paar lieder mit texten auf:

Lamb of god:Black label

The human condition is inherit claustrophobia.
Compression of my space made complete.
I would rip out my own entrails by hand just to be alone.
Inanity rolls total through this sphere.
Ostracized for clarity of vision.
A dream unrealized of solitudethat i should decend into autonomy
& know the pain of fellowship no more. I feel nothing but a lack of space.
Paradox of socialization results in duress.
Rife with hostility, what has caused me so much hate?
Humanity. Exterminate with extreme predjudice.


As The Palaces Burn

The fiends have gagged a generation of pacified fools
Bound by our greed a nation enslaved as corporate tools.
Arise and raze the legacy of their lies
To realize that this in itself is an ascension
Towards the day we revolt.
As the seeds you've cast away take hold
War will be born.
Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun
We'll dance as the palaces burn.
A shot gun blast into the face of deceit
You'll gain your just reward.
We'll not rest until the purge is complete
You will reap what you've sown.
My redemption lies in your demise.
In such a world as this does one dare to think for himself?
The paradox of power and peace will destroy itself
To know the truth and live in fear of no man.
To realize that this in itself is an ascension
Toward the day we revolt.
As the seeds you've cast away take hold
War will be born.
Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun
We'll dance as the palaces burn.
My redemption lies in your demise.
Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun.
We'll dance as the palaces burn.


11th Hour

The hour of wreckoning draws near
Judgment day is here and gone
Sweetly she draws me into her arms
A liquid embrace to chase the day way.
Sedate Numb Deaf and Dumb
Stumbling into solitude.
A clouded judgment day is fueled.
Take me under your black wings
Mark my words and remember me.
So sweetly she shucks away at my time
So sweetly she draws me nigh
Closer and closer towards never ending sleep
Spin the bottle
Kiss only the bottle.
The dark mistress of many, beholden to none
Slips a ring of needles around your arm in an engagement
Eternal engagement
Never consummated.
Take me under your black wings
Mark my words and remember me.
Destroyer of senses.
So take as needed for the pain
Another gray morning dawns across an ashen sky.
My sweet demoness beckons me
Ever again and again and again and again.
The dark mistress of many, beholden to none
My sweet demoness beckons me
Ever again and again and again and again and again.
Take me under your black wings.
Jacked up on the taste of self-destruction.



Our father thy will be done.
I have denied this life its worth
I will not be the victim.
Sickness to you my master
Here's to getting worse
Hope it kills you faster.
Show me how it hurts to rot from the inside out.
This vigil burns
Until the day our fires overtake you.
Our father we forsake you.
Blessed be his name
Nothing now the same.
Ask me why I hate
Why I've prayed to see the nation that I loved disintegrate
And gladly give my life
That revolution regenerates.
In honor of the strife of those who've died
In generations before for your blood stained glory
I reject you
I deny your
I defy you to continue.
Smite the shepherd and the sheep will be scattered.


Six feet under:When Skin Turns Blue

Your death, your blood, your life, you re dead
To the death- slit your neck- dark, dark demons haunt
The death- in death, demons haunt
The heart pumps then it stops
Flow through your life then you drop
Blood- the blood- in blood, dark demons haunt
The very blood that runs through you
It's time to die when your skin turns blue
Your skin turned blue you breathed your last breath
Rotten in the crypt is your next step
Friend with the maggots in your head
Bleed again and again- die you re dead
Feel it dripping- feel the drip, formaldehyde you re prepared for the crypt
But it's cold, in the grave, in my tomb
When skin turns blue you ll know your time is through
You re dead inside of you crawl back into the womb
God damn-you
God damn- my soul
God damn- you
God damn- all of you



Ugly inside, ugly outside
I can't stand to hear their screams, it's all like some kind of terrible dream
I close my eyes and I start to drip in sweat
When the lights go out I dream of death!
I wake up and see the blood, then I remember what I have done
I closed my eyes and then I kill- kill- kill
When I woke up they were all fucking dead!
You are so ugly you deserve to die- you deserved to die
Crawl inside that ugly brain of yours and I ll get inside my ugly brain
A twist of fate a twist of the blade- the choices we make, we dig our own graves
A twist of fate a twist of the blade, beauty they say is only skin deep
We dig our own grave, a twist of the blade- I ll dig your grave
We re ugly inside- ugly outside
10 dead bodies just a rotting away- I got em all propped up next to me, in my room
A chopped-off leg a popped-out eye I hope you are the next to die!
I feel the ugliness- I hear your screams



Crack my skull inside my head once alive now braindead
Stick a needle in my skin- I can't feel a fucking thing
I can't control the way I have lived through the horror the terror the murders
Tap the vein and let it flow, slow
Inside my heart, cold and hollow
I feel no remorse
My heart beats but I think I'm deceased
Braindead time to pull the plug
Braindead I feel no love
Braindead you've stopped breathin
Braindead I'm hunting humans this season


Blind And Gagged

Blind and gagged
Not gonna ask permission
Not gonna follow traditions- I am not your victim
So leave me the fuck alone- leave me the fuck alone
I die- you die- we die- we all fuckin die!
Death is in front of me but life is behind me
I die- you die- we die- alive
I die- you die- we die- we re all fuckin dead
It's not gonna break me
I'm not gonna break
I won't let it take me
It won't overtake
To after perception, is to after reality
I'd rather die than live in your fantasy- blind and gagged
Blind and gagged
Not gonna ask permission
Not gonna follow traditions- I am not your victim
So leave me the fuck alone- leave me the fuck alone
I die- you die- we die- alive
I die- you die- we die- we re already fuckin dead


Neaera:Let The Tempest Come

I Stand on Different Lines
And Dance on Twisted Knives
And if I Fall the Fall
You Will Not See Me Crawl

The Gravitation's Fading
Who the Hell am I?
The Muddy Waves of Chaos
They Take me in and Rise

Let it Come Down
Let the Tempest Come
"It Will be Rain To-night"
Let the Tempest Come

These Wounds Won't Kill Me
They'll Make Me Grow Inside
I Will Try to Use Them
And Wear My Scars With Pride


Fear, Failure, Hurt, Wrath
Won't Take my Lust for Life
Solace, Love, Courage, Grip
Will Make Me Survive



Mechanisms Of Standstill

A Nation Chose It's Side
A Vote that Justifies
Corruption, Deceit, Torture

Blind Faith in Selfish Leaders
Whose Only Religion is Greed
Imposing (their) Beliefs on the World
Perverted Picture of Democracy

Trade Your Freedom
For the Illusion of Safety
Is it so Much Easier to Bow?
In a State of Control

This Tendency to Trust in
What Controls You
Has Left Your Nation Paralyzed

Trade Your Freedom
A Constant Climate of Fear
Maintained by the Power Hungry

The Abolition of Free Will
A Divided People's Truth
Isolated from the Eyes of the World

The Ministry of Thought
Blessing or Curse?

What a Choice to Make
What a Signal to Send to the World



The Crimson Void

If You Stare Into the Void for Too Long
The Void Will Stare Into You

I Will Wash Away All Pain
May the Great Cleansing Begin
Yet I was Waiting in Vain
For the Sea To Come in

I See the Vultures Circling
Over the Remnants of My Soul
Thier Greedy Eyes Upon Me
But They Will Only Find Carrion and Holes

I Throw Myself Into
The Oblivious Sea of Nothingness to Dwell
To Cleanse and Escape
From the ever-changing World of Sight
But Deliverance Never Comes
I'm So Yearning for Angels Inside
And Hounds of Hell I Reap
And Bloody Hounds of Hell I Reap

If You Stare Into the Void for Too Long
The Void Will Stare Into You

Embrace, Deny
To Breathe Life
Release Tonight
To Feel What's Inside



Paradigm Lost

We are Generation Greed
We are Generation Soma
Our Desire is More
But More Will Never Be Enough

Welcome to the Shores of Plenty
Where Possession Equals Happiness

We are Generation Soma
Generation Greed
In the Lungs of Abundance
Paradigm Lost

We are So Sick as to Choke on Too Much
Instead of Starving on Too Less
We are Flooded by a Tidal Wave of Poison
Slowly Polluting Our Minds

Our Prosperity
Is Based on Explioting You
Your Poverty and Weakness
Will Always Ensure Our Wealth

Peace of Mind Lies Hidden Deep Within
It Can't Be Sold or Bought
This Illusion Can Protect You
This Illusion Will Also Swallow You

Welcome to the Shores of Plenty
Where Possession Equals Hapiness


The World Devourers

This massive gallery of killing tools
A mad number of technological miracles
Weapons not only kill their targets
They also kill those who pull the trigger
Violence - the language of the weak
Let the pen be mightier than the sword
Wartime absurdity
Is economy's prosperity
Greed over conscience
Mothers weep over their dead sons' bodies
While prices are rising on the stock
One man's sorrow - another man's pleasure?
Is that it?
All these victims of greed and loss
All these pictures you cannot forget
Let the pen be mightier than the sword
A soldier's innocence
Devoured by fierce memories
Tamed, deceived
Enslaved by power
Lost, devoured
Consumed with trauma
Enslaved by power
The World Devourers

Japanische Kampfhörspiele: Es ist verpackt in plastik
3 leckere sorten plastik
Plastik verpackt in plastik

Plastik verpackt in plastik
3 leckere sorten plastik
Alles verpackt in plastik

Freundliches plastik berät uns gern
Schenkt uns ein lächeln, das plastik-fern(sehen)
Hat rezepte gegen plastikangst
300 cliparts für den plastikspaß

Sie finden immer neue stellen an ihren körpern
Die noch nicht plastik sind
3 monate ohne grundgebühr, ein handy
Für das plastikkind

Sie denken, reden, riechen, lieben, schmecken, ficken plastik
Sie haben das so gelernt in der plastikwerbewelt

Retten ihre plastikehen nach plastikseitensprüngen und glauben doch an
Sie haben das so gelernt, haben sich in plastik verpackt

Du Warst Mein Ritalin

Du warst mein ritalin
Jetzt willst du dich auf das wesentliche konzentrieren
Du musst mich vergessen, haben die erwachsenen gesagt

Ich hatte extra sowas wie aufgeräumt
Gespült, gesaugt, die haare aus dem siffon entfernt
Warum bist du nicht gekommen?
Ich hatte extra aufgeräumt

Mein herz ist ein fossil, so klein, so fest, so schwarz
Ich bin klinisch tot - und denk an dich
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Weil man den ja nicht versteht, sicher gerade auch


du bist teil der kilometerwelt
trotz lebensfreude menschenhass und diese vielleicht nur durch jenen
und wo menschen so aussehen wie das was sie gerade verzehren
fahren ohne führerschein, bezahlen ohne geld und weiter
schlecht etwas zu schätzen wissen können wir nicht wirklich wollen
und du denkst noch du wirst nicht belogen
hör mal zu stell dich nicht an
als angestellter stellst du dich
selbstverständlich hinten an

leben weggeschmissen

gestern habe ich mein leben weggeschmissen
und habe mich darüber selbst erkannt
das wovon ich vorher träumte kann ich niemals erreichen
denn dazu hab ich keine
lust mehr
ich habs doch so eilig deine zeit behindert mich
die menschen müssen stets alles ordnen
da sie mit dem geschenk eines komplexeren
denkapparates total überfordert sind

10 wir reaktoren

mit eingekoteten ex-nazigrößen aufs zuckerhorn nach rio
mit welchen von der sorte die sich zeit ihres lebens im stimmbruch befindet
sie haben schuld an vielen verbrechen und sind doch optimistisch
sie haben fiese brillen und koffer voller bösen greuels
dort bauen
wir reaktoren manipulieren am menschen, sind sehr galant
spontane darmentleerungen sind von den hinrichtungen bekannt
sie wissen um atome und wie man sie zerkleinert und wie man bomben bastelt
sie kennen viele kniffe die ihnen selber nützen, jedoch nur unheil stiften
sie haben schuld an so vielem schönen fortschritt, einen sinn für ästhetik
sie haben tennisarme vom vielen sich begrüßen

nukleares winterkind

die kinder des nuklearen winters
haben symbole, marken
sie wollen keinen eigenen kopf, sie denken geld
verbrauchen sinnlos energie
sie funktionieren über logos
lassen sich leicht faszinieren
sind fans ihrer vergewaltiger
lassen sich uniformieren
trotz kastration
eure - eure werte sind nicht meine
werte - denn eure sind ja keine
gebt mir noch eine illusion, enttäuscht mich bitte nicht
dein leben nach zahlen soll mich doch wohl nicht inspirieren
deine 40 neuen trendfrisuren und die tips zum super körperbau
teste menschen unter medikamenten einfluß, hilf
unserem abfall über die straße und auf der anderen seite warte ich und schau nur zu
in einem völlig desolaten zustand
fäulisch stinken sie uns voll
und das alles rein vegetativ
ficken wie sie fressen - fast
wenn erst das feuer die erde entzweit
gereinigt hat von was lebt
freuen uns über alles was dann wächst
denn es wird niemals gedein


One by one

Aeons ago the legends tell we rode onward
Led astray by the northern chaos gods
Calm before the storm we came from the north...
Horses roamed in the open landscaped

The scald sang to their kings
Only he who battle wins
The scald sang to their kings
Let the battle he fought to the won

Tremble with fear for the banner of our kings
War now calls heed to the battle
Hear our swords clinging in the wind
Men cast from their saddles horses roar and scream
Descendants of wrath and the kingdoms of fear...
The might we possess burn like fire
The will remain in our northern hearts...
More scalps to be won - an eye for an eye

Aeons ago the legends tell we rode onward
Led astray by the northern chaos gods
One by one by the northern tribe you fall
One by one... die by the strongest of them all
Still theres only greatness sunged in those who fell
Who battled strong to win these wars...
One by one we took your lives

Grey mist swirl across the meadows...
Where battles once ruled the steps
Where the ancient armours of bronce
Are buried and corrored by time
Strong where those who won the war...
And the legends tell only of wrath
As brothers of the northern tribes...
They guarded the horders of chaos
We leave this Battlefields ground
Red where the rivers of blood
Unforgotten by the ones...
Born of strength and glory


Excrementory Grindfuckers:

Picknick im Zenit metaphysischen wiederscheins der astralen Kuhglocke.

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