TRIBULATION LYRICS

1. Borka Intro

[Instrumental]

2. Born Bizarre

Life's a bitch or so they say
I was born bizarre and I'm still today
Everybody noticed that I was sick
I fancy extremity, it gives me a kick

Born odd
A frightening case
My dick gets hard when I mush your face

Nothing has ever made me upset
I revel in gore, I've slaughtered my pet
Drinking blood from a stinking skull
I grunt and growl like a raging bull

Born weird
I cut girls at school
My son's named Manson and I'm a fool

Born with a deformity, ignored eternally
I am grotesque or so they tell me

Touch me personally let me creep in
The pain is fizzing, when did I sin?

Times have changed but I'm the same
I am grotesque, too sick to tame
A serial killer with a lot of luck
I run over children with my 454 truck

Born sick
Nothing's left to rot
The limbs taken home and I make a pot

3. My World Is Different

My own world looks really different
It has nothing in common to yours
I see everything from a different perspective
To me there are no mountains or shores

Why are we locked in some stranger's opinion?
Everyone can have a personal view
I see the world as a giant dominion
The king is equal to you

There are no barriers for what people can do
Just push yourself to think
All those boundaries they just confuse
Why care about what other people drink?

There are no limits of creativity
No ignorant stupid laws
Judge for yourself, not for others
Forever be your own boss

4. Rise Of Prejudice

That's repulsive! He said as he read
On the LP cover of the Festering Dead
Give it a sticker so everyone can see
That this is music for outcasts of society

What have you got there, tell me what it is
It's "Rambo 13" for my own little kid
He needs to get cheered up, away from reality
I've got him a video full of abnormality

They call it prejudice, I don't understand
What's better than a brave strong man?
Ban those bands who praise the satanic
Give me their LP and I will burn it!

Thank God we still have the PMRC
Protect us from reality
Nothing's shocking on my screen
The long-haired youth is so obscene

Stand up and shelter our descendants
Just forget the First Amendment
Their lyrics can inspire to murder
Let's hope Tipper takes it even further

Make 'em lawless! Filthy rock boys
Making money, making noise
A bad influence on my son
All the melodies are totally gone

When we finally are rid of scum
Than we can hear some decent sounds
Old idols get back into charts
No one will realize that they're old farts

5. Everything’s Floating

While taking a nap I heard a moron yell
There's water everywhere, fuckin' hell!
At once I thought now we need no well
But now we've got a lot of water to sell

I soon got a problem, I needed to pee
But hey, beside my bed there is a sea!
I swum out of my window and out of my tree
Picking apples swimming sounds weird to me

But the deluge brought some bad things too
In my garden there's an underwater zoo
I fear the day that I'll see a shark too
I got to think of something smart to do

Everything's floating
There's no one here
People who can't swim
They drown, oh dear!

Everything I own is buried underwater
Excuse me, have someone seen my daughter
I heard she was a victim in that slaughter
Or was it a rich slaver who bought her?

It really gets boring eating this fruit
What's that floating? It's my suit!
I hear something playing on his flute
Some wicked tones, it makes me brute

They kinda command me to go down below
So I begin to sink, really slow
Why do I do this? You want to know?
I do it for the fishes, a drowning show

6. Safe Murder Of Emotions

A safe murder of emotions in the silence
Lost control of the sense of calmness
Teased because of a visual difference
They will regret their casual appearance

Acting just normal doing nothing wrong
But being hustled for something I haven't done
Noble appearance by the scum of man
Accused for being and envoy from below

Hit between wind and water

Is it my fault I did nothing bad
Unfair rumours without any grounds
They want to redeem my I just ask why
You look different now you die

Acting just normal...

Leaning to madness supernatural rage
They told me that it was a rash reaction
Hatred was burning but why should I regret?
They acted bad, why shouldn't they pay?

Acting just normal...

Acting just normal...

Hit between wind and water

(...yes, this song is entitled "Irrevocable Act"
on the "Void of Compassion" demo. Now it's not!)

7. Angst

The funeral was over but not the ice cold shock
It is hard to understand that the little boy took his first step a few weeks ago
He was always so glad but now only memories are left 'cause he's dead...

She stood now by the window and gazed into the night
She wondered where he was, was he somewhere up there among the clouds and stars?
Only memories are left 'cause he's dead...

Famine in our time
Too many mouths to satisfy

8. Decide (Take A Stand)

You say you are the right one for me
Let me decide who it shall be
Don't try to push me against the wall
A lack of unity, a void in us all

Now decide, just take a stand
Break the chain to your other man
Just treat me with a little pride
But then again it's you who decide

Watch me flying up in the air
Watch me stoned on that chair
See me trying not to fall apart
You know that it's your own fault

Now decide, just take a stand
Break the chain to your other man
Just treat me with a little pride
But then again it's you who decide

9. Angel In A Winterpile

A landscape of depression, beautiful but tragic
Suddenly so alright, it almost seems like magic
Powerful strike of sorrow, thundering my soul
Loneliness my horror, but I'm approaching it slow

Avoided by society, I have failed in popularity
Living all alone a personal tragedy
There must be something wrong, a conspiracy
Everyone must think that I have leprosy

Someone at the door, maybe a friend?
No just kids driving me around the bend
Anxiously awaiting for a telephone call
The door again, a child must be mauled

Raging in solitude, they can't see
My hatred combined with lunacy
Love came storming from the sky
I saw an angel in a winterpile

As I said, a rescue from above
Just as white as the whitest dove
So beautiful, giving me spontaneity
I laugh, a gift of insanity

So real, but I fear myself
I dream of big white gates

Raging in solitude, they can't see
My hatred combined with lunacy
Love came storming from the sky
I saw an angel in a winterpile

I have never considered myself
As a Christian just on a shelf
I remember when I understood
That all religions are no good
Once I could differ war from peace
I put the butter under the cheese
But now I can't get sane again
I guess there's an error in my brain

Raging in solitude, they can't see
My hatred combined with lunacy
Love came storming from the sky
I saw an angel in a winterpile

10. Beautiful Views

It was so exciting that unexpected dream
A vision of my future it seemed so real
It didn't make me happy, it arised my fear
Now I prepared my last month I'm living here

I saw myself dying
In a modern disaster
Looking around me
Pollution spread faster

Everyone died, no one has a chance
Abominable warheads were within a trance
Some people dismembered some paralyzed
No one can believe it when the terror strikes

I woke up sweaty and gazed out in my room
And soon got aware of what's mankind's doom
I can't ignore the future I can't choose
I have to live with those beautiful views

But my fear disappeared, I almost got calm
A person made me feel so warm
Not in my block and not in this world
Someone like it, my prayers haven been heard

I'm not afraid, I've got nothing to fear
My savior is living right here
It breathes inside me and it's staying inside
Calming my senses, a lunatic ride

I was the victim
Destined to lose
Frightening visions
Beautiful views

But now it's a problem I can't solve
Now I'm Tristan, then Isolde
I'm writing this story while I am myself
Soon I'll become insanity itself

11. Landslide Of Losers

Hey Peepin-Tom, where are you coming from?
Attracted to children, sexually beyond
Yo, MC Boy, is your instrument a toy?
So styled with your attitude, your raps just annoy

Dawn of integrity
Dawn of real talent
Lack of intelligence
A field day for losers

Hello Diggin-Ray on your way to the grave
Julie from 1835 is your graveyard fave
Good Day Johnny Trend with your so called friend
Your fake personality drives me around the bend

Dawn of integrity
Dawn of real talent
Lack of intelligence
A field day for losers

12. Down My Lungs

Everything's a mess, far away from reality
My head is down, I talk to the lavatory
I gave him my innards and boy was he glad
He swallowed them gently and invited me again

With my eyes open wide I stared down the hole
Small green men, speaking through my soul
They look so kind and their voices are soft
But they're working with hammers, I've had enough

They're all over the place
Silently speaking
The hammers are pounding
I'm shaking and shrieking

Aaargh! What a noise! I can't even think
They've brought some friends and they are pink!
There is nothing left, just one way out
Suddenly I saw something that will make it all right

13. Pick And Image (Make Sure It Sells)

Who deserves the peace price? Not Enuff Z'Nuff
When you need an image just pick the nearest bluff

Cash in your money
You look OK

The price for innovation? Not to decide
Just mention ol' Nick when you need an image ride

Everything infernal give you big bucks

Swindle
Fake
Bluff
Wealth

And what about the honesty? Deep Purple have fun!
Facelifts cost money, those wrinkles must be done

Thank God for nostalgy
It keeps them alive

Where's originality? Copy those who succeed
Play Death or Funk to satisfy your greed

The wagon's leaving
Trendies, get on!

Swindle
Fake
Bluff
Wealth

14. Herr Ober

[Instrumental]

15. Tiny Little Skeleton

Don't approach the green house
It's run by a weird sect
And you don't trust the skeleton
He control the effect

A misanthropic skeleton
Knows just what to do
When he thinks the time is right
He'll roast us, me and you

The melting ice
The wicked winds
Isn't it fair?
No one will win

First remove the ozone
Then bring on the heat
I can see the midget laugh
He longs for our defeat

A shelter in the desert
So impossible to find
The AC and a killer fan
Will be invaluable to man

A global Sahara
We know we would complain
A dry constant summer
When the gods go insane

Our pal, old Skullie
Turns us into steaks
No more aftershave
Just roasting reeks

People into coals
A big human grill
It might be about time
To pay that old bill

16. Disgraceland

This is what I see when I open my eyes
I see Sweden
I see a rabbit on the lawn
I see two ducks
I see green grass and a blue sky
I see beauty
I see malice

I see my own cowardice
I see my own paralyzation of action
I see my dreams
I see my fingertips
I see my face in the mirror
I see a beautiful face
I see nothing

I have a hundred rooms in my apartment
I have a zoo in my chest
I have a hundred humble-bees in my chest
I am the boy with the golden pants
I count the straws on the lawn
I build cities
I have no idea

Ignorance is cruelty
Ignorance is malice
Everyone has the devil inside
Life would be boring without the devil in my brain

I see beauty
I see malice







TRIBULATION LYRICS