1. INTRO

(instrumental)


2. FORCED POLLUTIONS

Produced poison
That's in the air
We breathe
So it's in our blood

Maggots will bite
Our guts to shreds
We are sure that
Death shall rise

Forced pollution
Punishment of mankind
Forved pollution
Until death do us part

One by one
Our bowels burst
And our body
Will be filled with pus

No-one can help
'Coz we are rotting
And that's our fault
So enjoy the decay


3. BIGHEADED BASTARD

Who the hell you think you are?
Considering yourself a star
But you're nothing more than a pile of shit
And between true friends you don't fit

Sure you can play nice
But please do think twice
'Cause what about your attitude
Which has changed into a rock star mood

Smash all kind of masters
Even bigheaded bastards

Selling tons of records
Doesn't make you a god
You're just like the rest
Only missing the intelligent part

Smash all kind of masters
Even bigheaded bastards

But we are AGATHOCLES
we say 'bollocks' to what the media says
We're not a part of your show-bizz-ball
We prefer to stay honest and small


4. CONSUMING ENDODERME PUS

Animal slaughter, it continues all the time
The meat-industry is growing
But I'll tell you, what I'll do you to you
You, ignorant consumers!!

I'll undo you from your skull
Consume your endoderme pus
I'll eat the maggots meal
by chewing on your corpse

I'll tear open your thorax
Wind up your innards
To feed my hungry stomach
And to stop your filthy greed


5. AN ABSTRACT

Love is an abstract
Because it's so unreal
Love is something
Something I just can't feel

Is there something magic?
When two people kiss
Is there something wonderful
That I should have missed?

I call myself a misanthrope
I have given up all hope
I call myself a misanthrope
It's the only way I can cope


6. INTROTYL

Toxic air
Birds all dead
Poisoned water
Fish can't breathe

Grey sky
We all shall die
Enjoy your life now
Before we all go down


7. KILL YOUR FUCKING IDOLS

Kill your fucking idols
Just smash them on the wall
Don't buy their senseless records
Don't be their fucking toy

Why worship stupid rock stars?
Put autographs on your wall?
Don't make them feel so special
That's just what they want

Appreciation-Not deification
Reject the-rock star nation

Abusing their success for big bucks
Abuse of ideals-that really sucks
Reflect on things, you might hear
Rumours and lies, are everywhere

Honesty must be reached in our scene
At least, try to understand what we mean

Mask of deception - breeders of ignorance
Grind, just another trend? - does it make any sense?

Abusers of ideals-they are so ignorant
Play fast, growling voice-honest band or again some shit?


8. LABELISATION

We don't need no labels to prove we're not dead
'Cause everything we need, it's all in our heads

Labelisation of your fucking minds


9. LACK OF PERSONALITY

An image - is what - you try to keep
You follow - the trends - society has breed
You're scared - of showing - the 'real' you
Because - inside - you're a fool too

Just jump on the bandwagon
Listen to the stuff that's in
Go and meet your fashion friends
Then drop dead while you trendy dance

You might possess everything
Nice cut hair means girls to win
But there's one thing you can't see
Your lack of personality

Are you that important?
I guess that is what you want
Living just to show off
But beneath your mask...???


10. MAJESTY OF FOOLS

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11. MUTILATED REGURGITATOR

There is an animal
With mutilated guts
Caused by vivisection
But now escaped and MAD

And this animal
It is coming back
To crush all companies
Which support such acts


12. NON-CONFORMITY

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13. SENSELESS TRIP

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14. SENTIMENTAL HYPOCRISY


15. SQUEEZE ANTON

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16. TEACHERS

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17. THE ACCIDENT

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18. THRESHOLD TO SENILITY

You are struggling with intense revolt
A thoughtless mind, but not too bold
I wonder where you left your pride
To play your music fucking loud

You were just a fashion pig
On threshold to senility

You turned into a different state
The silly dick you used to hate
You're dressed up nice & cut your hair
You even have perfumed underwear

You were just a fashion pig
On threshold to senility

But I'll rip out your eyes
So I can spit on your brains



19. THEATRIC SYMBOLISATION OF LIFE

Considering life is just a play
Where we all are the actors
Where there's no individual equality
Just the abused and the abusers

A division on these actors
They always seem to win
While the others in this theatre
Are doomed to commit sins

Take up the role of your position
Face up to your situation
Is it right or is it wrong?
Or just a result of auphoria?

Wearing a mask - for deception
mixed emotions - desruction
Is this just play - or reality?
How can I know - you are reliable?

Two divisions
Like a contradiction
Facing each other
Leads to confrontation

My inner consciousness destruction
Your invention?
Enslaved by dischord
And your behaviour