MASTER LYRICS
album: "Collection Of Souls" (1993)
1. Constant Reminders2. Taste Of Insanity
3. Hidden Stories
4. Glorify The Dead
5. Blinded Faith
6. Justice Or Fate
7. Jailbreak
8. Collection Of Souls
9. Silver Spoon
1. Constant Reminders
Age creeps upon us as time slips away,
will they or won't they the choice of today
Concrete conventions among the elite
the money the focus the newest belief
Oh, the industry
Oh, the industry
Conspiring against the original piece,
cheap imitations that often succeed
Mismanaged funds at the artist's expense,
selling your soul to just one company
Oh, the industry
Oh, the industry
Constant reminders of promises made,
record executives sit in the shade
Telephone rituals day after day,
just on vacation it's stressful in may
Oh, the industry
Oh, the industry
Kills
2. Taste Of Insanity
Controlled environment, raised the
suburban way, acid was his God
Youth experiment, never lived for today,
knew not what he had
He had it all, nothing lost and nothing gained
He had it all, now he's locked up in a cell
Scorned the one who paved the way
for you ripped apart his world
Bashed his skull to get the message through,
got what he deserved
He had it all, now it's just his ball and chain
He had it all, now he's locked up in a cell
Elevated problems that we often choose to ignore build
a sense of family values just prepare for the war
Heading for the fence it's just a fence of hypocrisy
one of the inventions that they do in eternity
Preach the sick and twisted values pleasures of
human live, push aside the fear of knowing we
must look deep inside, volatile offspring of the
world we all populate, when the mind is
overloaded we must accept the blame
3. Hidden Stories
Savior, please take me, savior, i will lead,
I love pain I've been lost I will change, pay the cost
Loser please hate me, loser just let me be,
I have goals will achieve, I've control, won't deceive
As I walk along the shores of raging oceans,
billions of dollars are spent on war machines,
Hidden stories of guided missiles, surface in the media.
The search for the perfect leader
crumbles in ones hands. The demon system
reaches all demands. The epidemic of poverty
and disease reaches an all time high.
4. Glorify The Dead
You have seen the truth you've read the lies
It's been put in print what we despise
Lives all been destroyed negative press
Suicide induced under duress
Mediocre stabs at reason,
circus antics just completed
portraits of private liaisons,
secrets of the confrontation
Exploded in the press the twisted truth
Spotlight on your sins there's no excuse
Glorifies the dead the child abuse
The diligent reporters on the loose
Mediocre stabs at reason,
circus antics just completed
portraits of private liaisons,
secrets of the confrontation
5. Blinded Faith
The silence no longer exists, nothing involving
a risk, incest involving our priests,
the ways of our Gods are diseased
Catholic preachers are the best,
sick perverted just confess
Admitted by all who employ, using our children
for toys, the pubic is scared to admit,
perversions in the Christian faith
Catholic preachers are the best,
sick perverted just confess
6. Justice Or Fate
Threaten to kill, threaten to kill,
threaten to take my life
Possible thrill, possible thrill, to torture
Justice or fate justice, justice or fate open
Promises made, promises made, broken
7. Jailbreak
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in this town
See me and the boys we don't like it
So were getting up and going down
Hiding low looking right to left
If you see us coming I think it's best
To move away do you hear what I say
From under my breath
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So don't you be around
Don't you be around
Tonight there's gonna be trouble
Some of us won't survive
See the boys and me we mean business
Bustin' out dead or alive
I can hear the hound dogs on my trail
All hell breaks loose, alarm and sirens wail
Like the game if you lose
Go to jail
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So don't you be around
Tonight there's gonna be trouble
I'm gonna find myself in
Tonight there's gonna be trouble
So woman you stay with a friend
You know it's safer
Breakout!
Tonight there's gonna be a breakout
Into the city zones
Don't you dare to try and stop us
No one could for long
I can see the Searchlight on my trail
Tonight's the night all systems fail
Hey you good lookin' female
Come here!
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So don't you be around
Tonight there's gonna be trouble
I'm gonna find myself in
Tonight there's gonna be trouble
So woman you stay with a friend
8. Collection Of Souls
Walk away from helplessness,
a sick collection of your souls
I'll drain the power from your veins,
a weak and mindless sickening game
You live your life in mother's home,
I've got the tickets to the show
But you'll never walk away,
afraid of shadows and the haze
The opportune break in the wings,
the sacrifice of simple things
The stage of chaos at your gasp,
but you won't listen, accept the task
I will take you too the light,
I will show how to fight
The blood of many paved the way,
but soon we're replaced lack of faith
To qualify to live among the strong
Inhibitions have to be forgone
Don't fall among collection of the souls
Don't live the life and let them take control
9. Silver Spoon
The sickness he feels on the road, he misses his
family and home, the suburb of weakness he
fears, he'll be there all of his years
Nothing to live for, nothing to die for,
nothing to fight for, gifted with the silver,
Weak procrastinator!
Nothing to live for, nothing to die for,
nothing to fight for, gifted with the silver,
gifted with the silver spoon
The weakness he fights in the cold,
they think he's a local hero
Nothing to live for, nothing to die for
Blinded by those who don't know,
will he pick the way to go?
Paul Speckmann ‒ Vocals, Bass
Brian Brady ‒ Guitars
Jeff Kobie ‒ Guitars
Aaron Nickeas ‒ Drums
Brian Brady ‒ Guitars
Jeff Kobie ‒ Guitars
Aaron Nickeas ‒ Drums
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