Broken

One day you gonna miss me. One day you gonna wake up cold. Then you'll wish that you could kiss me. When you're old and you're alone. So cry if you want to.

Burst Command Till War

War. . Nuclear warheads are ready to fight. Total destruction, the only might. We are all suicide, without brain. And people are running and dying in pain.

Buried In The Justice Ground

You can't ignore the warning signs. Strategies of hidden lies. You can't replace the truth by guns. Escape from all the wrath. . Corruption. Selection.

Burst Command 'til War

War. . Nuclear warheads are ready to fight. Total destruction, the only might. We are all suicide, without brain. And people are running and dying in pain.

Brandish The Sceptre

Mankind can be bind. But not the words of god. Idioms are free and flourish. Ulmight 'cause sensible. . BRANDISH THE SCEPTRE. Mistress of all cults. Cursed is your body.

Brundish The Sceptre

Mankind can be bind. But not the words of god. Idioms are free and flourish. Ulmight 'cause sensible. BRANDISH THE SCEPTRE. Mistress of all cults. Cursed is your body.

Bullet In The Head

Exploitation of young consumer groups. Inspired to say yes. Debasement by your mad persuasion. Destroyed while you progress. . Bullet in the head. Kick the bucket, are you prepared?.

Braindead

A fateful day when you lost your mind. Pulsing blood but tour body won't die. They hold up the mirror to your face. New definitions to the human race.

Bombenhagel

As we heard the threatening sirens. Warned against the bombing raid. We cowered in a shelter. They left us to our fate. . Bombenhagel - Bombenhagel. Bombenhagel - Bombenhagel.

Book Burning

Slashing the wantoness, grudging deeds. With hearts that have no right to beat. Whispering echoes forcasting my fate. From heaven to hell I spirit away.

Body Parts

Business of false doctrine. Nothing is impossible. Wonders of technology. We got plastic surgery. . Organ trading is of use. Unavoidable the abuse. Need some lungs and need some hearts.

Blood On Your Lips

Stalking down the enemy. These haunting memories. The evil men are killing blindly. Erased of human waste. It's frozen in their face. Traumatic minds enslaved.

Bloodtrails

Blood.... Blood.... . Blood.... . Far away from native lands. Operation "Desert Shield". Prevent a war of conquest. Military blockades. Securing the peace.

Bibles And Guns

They want to see our castles burning. False religions from a wicked spell. Commit crimes in ice cold blood. The tortured souls to dwell. . Born dead creatures live again.

Blasphemer

Black metal is the game I play. 'cause no one show me the right way. I am a bloody Antichrist, only believe in bad. Spit at the church, Evil I get. . Blasphemer. . . ..

Baptism Of Fire

Product of my breeding. Inauspicious shapes. Formed by depravity. Abnegation of my past. . Resigning, ireful. Watching the depopulation. Danger, impotence.

Better Off Dead

Born to die in a game where there is no return. Try to find a pleasant means of death. All your life paying for the lesson you have learned. Tortured by the world till you draw your final breath.

Back To War

The end of armistice and universal peace. No suspension of hostilities. Prophecy of bad news, this is no fun. Come into your own and take off your gun.

Breathing

Blades To Laughter

if blades were laughter. each nail a smile. my scissorsmouth. would spit the soil. for words of napalm. none below. for hymenmurmur's. poisonshow. . if blades were laughter.