1. COURAGE

We wanna live free

Into the minds
Until the death
Today and forever

This is your last chance
This is the first choice we make to force the luck

For today stay positive
Everytime, forever
Stay lifer
Lifer

We wanna die youngs
Die youngs
We wanna ie youngs
Die youngs

For engaged choices
For us

One chance for one choice
One choice

One chance for one choice
One choice

Straight to the goals
Just one edge to follow
The only way
A fucking Hardline
The only way to...
Goals

Straight to the victory
Just one edge to rise up
Open this way
Lead the rest
For the laurel wreath

2 Step !
Under the flesh
Into our bones
It's to late to turn back
Your eyes to the horizon
This is our force to choose our futur
To choose
This is our force to choose our futur
Our futur
For today stay positive
Everytime forever
Stay lifer
Lifer
Lifer

Next Step Up Here And Now Fuckers!

No morphine
No more
Open heart operation
No Morphine
No morphine
Open Heart Operation
No more
No more
Drugs


2. THERE IS NOTHING PERSONAL IN YOUR DISMEMBERMENT

Limbs are flying off as the grenade is in the mouth

Falling Heads before the warfare
Beware. Watch your back the threat of knives is comming down
But you're not the one. Bursted veins
Hara-kiri as a tradition just a fuking parody
Like Jesus Christ with mutilated arms holding your katana.
Alone.

Between your fingers the dust wont leak anymore
Among so many crash test dummies
Never again.

I'm feeling agressed by you
Amongst the chosen ones
All those looks will pierce your fucking mind
Who will bemoan your lateness tears and past ages?

Between your fingers the dust wont leak anymore
Among so many crash test dummies
Never again.

Listen to your heart if you haven't left it in your bags of hates and fears
Follow your heart if however, it hasen't gone away.
Go.

This is just a nightmare like a grenade
In the mouth
As the grenade is parting your teeth
This is your judgement


3. THE CHANCE

At the beginning of this game , Not everyone could pick the best cards

Ace of heart in my hands

Golden age is for today if I pick the ace of clubs
But not anybody can be lucky luke
My bullets sometimes didn't reach their targets
Ended up emptying my shotgun
But not everyone is Lucky Luck

Golden age is for today if I pick the ace of clubs
But not anybody can be lucky luke
My bullets sometimes didn't reach their targets
Toastie !
Ended up emptying my shotgun
But not everyone is Lucky Luck

Born under the club, in hour of choice, you'll eat it's roots
Playing russian roulette, alone in the dark, soaked to the bones
While waiting for the storm pray that my bullets miss their target
Raise your arms to avoid my hatred
Dig straight down to avoid my bullets

I can't see you but I hear your breath

Only one chance to pick the ace of clubs
FOR THE SAKE OF THE UNDERDOGS