1. PREMATURE INTERPRITATION

(Instrumental)


2. THINKING EYE

Baptims in the rivers of piss
Some Bullets never miss
Slide into unconsciousness

You cannot blind the thinking eye
Gouging out the thinking eye
Sever the chord of the thinking eye
Stitch the lids of the thinking eye
You cannot blind the thinking eye


3. DOLLAR DISCIPLE

Hot wire, joyride, stoned to the bone
Loose my mind, homicide, scorched earth zone
High rise suicide, no way home
Bloodsucker, motherfucker government clone

Herbal kick, hale brick, honeyslutt blues
Timelord, Bored sick, born to lose
Brain Probe, frontal lobes, worm meat steak
Tabloid, mutoid barely awake

Trenches of a new warfare
Chlorine replaced by the sodium glare
Where you learn to hate before you walk
Beyond the reach of whitehalls fork
Profits rise, nations fall
Dollar disciple devouring all

Sewer brewer, Power surge, mind burst drug
Hypnosis, diagnosis, salt on the slug
Deep throat, deep shit, swallow that pill
Spine spasm, orgasm, in for the kill

Hear the footsteps,
Look behind,
Feel the forces at your mind
Turn to taste authorities fist
Take hour place on the
Blacklist
Black sun, gun run
Impact blaze
Coffin Nails, off the rails
Pulsating daze


4. FOURTH REICH

Now the eagle's broke its chain
Will you be there to clip its wings
As the stars fall from the sky
This time round its an eye for an eye

The Bear crawls back to its cage
To lick its wounds and nurture rage
Same old war for the brand new age
Turn the clocks back page by page

Will you be there to bring the hammer down
When the cyclic "rev-illusion"
Comes to your town

Will you be there to tear the curtain down
When the cyclic "rev-illusion"
Comes to your town

And as the armies of the Rhine retreat
History is paused - paused for repeat

Stalins' songs build Hitler's shrine
A nations heart beat in time
Contently Smiling, I got mine
Close my eyes and keep my mind

I know I'll die blaket in brain
But I won't cry, I can't feel the pain
Keep the needle in my vein
This time around, I'm free from blame

Moses lost his way to the promised land
Now he parts the waves
Gun in hand...