FRANKENBOK LYRICS

1. Stalker, Stalker

[Words: White, music: Frankenbok]

Stalker, stalker
What is your problem? Track me down on the Internet
Stalker, stalker
I'm your obsession
Hide behind your computer screen
Keyboard warrior
Find me, stalk me on social media
And dissect my life
Sifting, searching, always watching
What can I do? Find me, stalk me, lie about me
Stalker, stalker
What is your reason? Track me down on the Internet
Stalker, stalker
I'm your obsession
Appearing normal on the outside
Pure deception
Find me, stalk me, violate me
Bitter, angry for no reason
What lies beneath?
Twisted lunatic that's seething
You're wasting, you're wasting, you're wasting time
On my life, on my life are you insane?
Stalker, stalker
I think I see you
Track me down to my home address
Lurking, peeping and bottom feeding
Faker, fraudster, bunny boiler
Go get some help
Find me, watch me, plotting sickly
Hiding in the shadows waiting for me to pass
Find me, catch me, pull the trigger
You're wasting, you're wasting, you're wasting time
On my life, on my life are you insane?
You're wasting, you're wasting, you're wasting time
On my life, on my life
Are you insane?
How was I your victim of choice?
What made you want me?
Who is the person you seek?
Am I their scapegoat?
Who do you want me to be?
Do they look like me?
Who is this person you seek?
What did they do to you?
Stalker, stalker
I'm your obsession
Track me down to my home address
Stalker, stalker
You have a problem
Lurking, peeping, bottom feeding
Twisted lunatic that's seething
Always watching, pull the trigger

2. Drive It Into The Ground

[Words: Miedecke, music: Frankenbok]

Drive it in

Too much? Not enough?
Searching but sanity unfound
Resourceful pauper and
Upper echelon
That cannot live without
Drive it into the ground
Soul fracking, metaphysical gold mine
You cannot plunder my mind

Drive it into the ground
Drive it home
Drive it into the ground
Drive it home
Drive it in

Can you or can you not
Get by with precious little?
Or are you held hostage
By the delusion and the material?
Drive it into the ground
Soul fracking, metaphysical gold mine
You cannot pillage my mind

You wouldn't wanna live a little
Let alone, give a little bit more
You can't take it with you
In a coffin with an AK-47
And an untaxed fortune

Drive it into the ground
Drive it home
Drive it into the ground
Drive it in
Drive it into the ground
Drive it in

Drive it right here
Over the edge
Pull out the pin
And let it rip
Drive it in
Drive it right here
Over the edge
Pull out the pin
And let it rip

3. Lost Rituals Of The Corporate Psycho

[Instrumental]

4. Voodoo, Inc

[Words: Miedecke, music: Frankeknbok]

First they make you do things
Then they get inside your mind
Do thy rotten bidding
Even if it's not your style
They're crawling all over
Jabbing tendrils in
Spreading soul eating corruption
Rebellion, forbidden

Pushing pins
Into your eyes
They only unwind the vice
When you go and do what they like

Corporation Voodoo
Corporation Voodoo

First they make you like it
Then they make you dependent
Dangle carrot stick
Leave you hallowed without a hit

Sticking needles
Into your balls
They only switch on the orgasmatron
When you go and fuck who they want

Corporation Voodoo
Corporation Voodoo

Queue jumpers
Bean counters of the lowest denomination
But you don't hate them
As much as you wanna be one of their flock
So sayeth the Shepard
So sayeth the flock
So sayeth the Shepard
So sayeth the flock
So sayeth the Shepard
So sayeth the flock
So sayeth the Shepard
So sayeth the flock
So sayeth the Shepard
So sayeth the flock
So sayeth the Shepard
So sayeth the flock

5. Lifeline (Give 'em Enough Rope)

[Words: Miedecke, music: Frankenbok]

Hollow and beyond help
That's for sure
Peering down this vortex
To no end
My life flashes before my eyes and I don't care
I think I fear you might be next

They won't tell you this
When you come in here
But that's the starting line
Drawn in the sand

I hope
You run a damn fine race
And take every chance I never had

When every choice you make
Twists like a knife in your side
And every life you take
Kills that sparkle in your eye
The fluid momentum of the downward spiral
Seems like the ride of your life
Only when you reach the bottom
Do you realise you've lost your mind

They won't tell you this
When you get thrown in here
But that's your grave
Dug in the sand

I hope
You run a damn fine race
And take every chance
I never had

I never had

I hope
I hope

I hope
You run a damn fine race
And take every chance I never had

I hope, I hope
I hope, I hope
I hope

6. P.T.S.D.

[Words: Miedecke, music: Frankenbok]

Arrested, apprehended, blind-folded
Held without charge
Under suspicion of sedition
Thought crime of the highest treason
I am at large?
Whisked away, balls in a vice, kept in a cage
Interrogated, questioned again and again
Confession coerced
But I'm not guilty

I'd admit to anything
Crying uncle was the only way
Faceless, torturers wanna make the suspect fit the crime

No friends
Abandoned
In the house that
That justice destroyed

Kangaroo court. Corruption.
Trumped up, rigged, on the block
Primed for the guillotine
Guilty 'til proven innocent
But heads started rolling the other way
Now I am bent and twisted out of shape
Like the guy accused of being in the first place
Injustice, rage, medication, therapy
Taking up arms made perfect sense to me

I'd admit to anything
Crying uncle was the only way
Faceless torturers wanna make the suspect fit the crime

No friends
Abandoned
In the house that
That justice destroyed

Couldn't hold down a job
Until some guys that built suicide bombs
Recruited me and my PTSD
To be the wheel man
If you know what I mean...

No
Abandoned
Justice destroyed
No friends
Abandoned
In the house that
Justice destroyed
You animals

7. Of Chaos & Fear

[Words: White, music: Frankenbok]

It's a brand new day, and I'll take it as comes
Do I lay it on the line or put the mask back on?
It's not as simple as it seems to keep the demons breaking free
And the mind can't trust what the eyes can see

We all walking in an illusion hiding what we really are
It's the death of our convictions and the fear that we instate
From the lying and the bitching and façade that we create

Because God forbid we show ourselves for what we really are

It's time we stopped this living lie
The illusion dies the more we try
Can we break the cycle, can we all survive?
Or is it far too late to even try?

We adhere to your rules to keep pretending we are free
But the chains on our backs keep us living on our knees
Our minds aren't strong so we keep the masks on
And still accept the abuse as if it's nothing we can stop

There's a line in the sand that we know that should be crossed
The sentiment is real but the words are all wrong
Degradation, so frustrating, smiling through humiliation
And a deadpan look with a high gloss sheen

It's time we stopped this living lie
The illusion dies the more we try
Can we break the cycle, can we all survive?
Or is it far too late to even try?

It all seems crazy to me
(So fucking crazy to me.)
To hide from what we really want to be

It can't destroy us, we are much stronger than we think

So damning what we do to each other
But knowledge will be the key we use to save us from ourselves

It can't destroy us
We are much stronger than we think
So hear me when I say
It all seems crazy to me

We're not tearing at the fabric of our precious vanity
To break down our obsession and the things that we don't need
Our constant need to follow is the downfall of mankind
So when will we destroy what's been created to control us and manipulate our minds?

8. Segregate The Masses

[Words: White, music: Frankenbok]

I, the chosen one with marks upon my flesh
Inflicted by sadistic human filth that you call...
I don't need your God
Don't want to be a slave to anyone
Or anything that needs to control me

We're taught who we should follow through manipulation
You control the population through segregation
And deprive us of the knowledge and information
To hold us back evolving and expanding our minds
Now we lose ourselves
We're drowning in our shit
And yet we still
Eat from the hand that is feeding it
You're chosen one
These marks upon my flesh
Remind me of the reason why I'll never join your cause
Your cult
Your religion
Your attempt to control freedom

We
We can tell you
That we know all too well that control leads to fear
That's not what we want
What do you think you're providing?

You just think we're pawns
Put here to follow rule
Each scar you make ensures your own demise
Once we're purified
Brainwashed of all our sins
The damage done
Will make us seek revenge for what you've done to us
For your religion
For your need to control freedom

We
We can tell you
That we know all too well that control leads to hate

It's the darker days we leave behind
Too many times we have tried and failed
You want us to seek forgiveness and beg for mercy
Our pain is a telling tale
Now if you can't see what you have done to...
And you've made us bleed, now we'll make you

We the chosen ones
You've cut and scarred or flesh
Each day you breathe brings you closer to death

9. Tombs Of Solid Gold

[Words: Miedecke, music: Frankenbok]

Asunder, run amok
And power corrupts
It's the gateway to hell
Where that earth opens up
Power corruption
It's set in stone
We are fed from the trough
Our flesh stripped from the bone

You can count on us
We are coming and we don't stop
All you build we'll raze
Kill!
Cull!
White knuckle break
Break!

Provocateur, you are not
Ain't know lie
With a mouth sewn shut
There's still truth in the eyes

We got it ... all
But we wanted... more
A glutton, interred
In a tomb of solid

Asunder, run amok
And power corrupts
It's the gateway to hell
Where that earth opens up
(Of solid gold.)
Power corruption
It's set in stone
We are fed from the trough
Our flesh stripped from the bone

Trip wire, fail-safe
No malfunction or mistakes
Out from mud we're born
Army of skeletons
We're all stalked by... death

Death

Provocateur, you are not
Ain't no lie
With a mouth sewn shut
There's still truth in the eyes

We got it... all
Madness
Power
Corruption
But we wanted... more
And we just can't get enough

Got it all, wanted more
Tombs of solid gold
Got it all. wanted more
Fallen
Rome

Provocateur, you are not
Ain't know lie
With a mouth sewn shut
There's still truth in the eyes
Provocateur, you are not
Ain't know lie
With a mouth sewn shut
There's still truth in the eyes

Asunder
Run amok

10. Fuck Off Or Destroy

[Words: White, music: Frankenbok]

We're here to stay and we've got nothing to lose
The drinks are flowing and the music's loud
We're here for one thing so we've gotta get it right
The stage is home and our hearts are beating
This hell that we're in
Is one of unity and pain relief
A sense of purpose and integrity
The stage is set so let's tear this place down, down down
Let's tear this place down, down, down
Something's coming over me

There is a war within this pit
Step aside from the weight of the crushing depth
We are the same
No sense, no feeling
No room for your ego trip
No time for your politics
We have no time for your shit
So won't you fuck off or destroy

In the pit to survive
It is try or fall, it is do or die
Kill or be killed
And now we're gonna tear this place down, down, down
Let's tear this place down, down, down
Something's coming over me

There is a war within this pit
Step aside from the weight of the crushing depth
We are the same
No sense, no feeling
No room for your ego trip
No time for your politics
We have no time for your shit
So won't you fuck off or destroy

So let me see you raise your fists
Let chaos erupt in this pit
And tear this place down, down, down
Let's tear this place down, down, down, down

There is a war within this pit
Step aside from the weight of the crushing depth
We are the same
No sense, no feeling
No room for your ego trip
No time for your politics
We have no time for your shit
So won't you fuck off or destroy







FRANKENBOK LYRICS