1. THE QUEST

He’s out for passion here
Seeking for his faith to come
Did not surrender, felt not ashamed
He sang from his world without fear
He seemed to feel no fear
No evil in his words

In his mind he was a king
Of aeons, fulfilled by magic
No one cared or praised his songs
Til their world had found a bad end

They kicked him out
An exile of life he is now
The purple clothes turned to grey
Golden crown rotted down
His childish skin, it melted down
As slaughter and hate kicked his back
Still he’s looking to reach out
For glory, from town to town
They murdered his life
Smashed all dreams
King became a clown

His revenge will not end in blood
Although their hate turned his pride to mud
Don’t stop, don’t give up!
The quest has just begun


2. COMBAT SHOCK

Agent Orange, bombs
Sanity is lost
Lost deep inside the war field
In a blood red Vietnam
Hand grenades explode, my rifle to reload
Firing, shooting, slaying
Aiming at my victim’s throat

Deaf because of pain, I’m gonna go insane
Can’t decide what’s right or wrong, firing again
They tell me to stop, to unload the gun
But everything’s too late
‘Cause now I’m shooting everyone
They tell me to leave,
Cut my hair and achieve
Something in my life, cause all they know is I’m a thief
They tell me to stop, to unload the gun
But that is too late
I’m shooting everyone

Fire in the hole
‘Cause Frankie is gone insane
And he’s out of control
Combat shock is coming
And no one will escape

Combat shock
The fight has begun
After the war and the work that I’ve done
Combat shock
The work as a man
Who was put in danger in Vietnam
Combat shock
A stranger back home
Feel so guilty, feel so alone
Combat shock
Eternal war in my head
‘Til I’m dead

So you were brave enough to die
Made a thousand families cry
And now you’re coming back to yours
Although you’re wondering why
Your baby; a deformed thing
No job, no life
Nothing will be the same
It’s all connected with gore

Fire in the hole
‘Cause Frankie is gone insane
And he’s out of control
Combat shock is coming
And no one will escape

Combat shock
The fight has begun
After the war and the work that I’ve done
Combat shock
The work as a man
Who was put in danger in Vietnam
Combat shock
A stranger back home
Feel so guilty, feel so alone
Combat shock
Eternal war in my head
‘Til I’m dead


3. OUT FOR BLOOD

Hard rockin’ rebel
Fast living man
Don’t you ever say I’m lazy
I try the best I can
Never got that attitude
Doing stuff I don’t wanna do
I bite your bullets, suck no ass
When I’m ‘round you feel it babe
Because again, I’m out for blood

Flying with dragons
Sleeping in shards
And when I’m leaving here
I told you, I ain’t smart
Don’t count my money
Won’t cut my hair
Come on and lick some blood with me
It’s spilling everywhere
Out for blood

Blood
Everywhere I go it’s falling down
Inside of you and me
But there’s a difference, can’t you see?
Blood
The solution
Life, power, agony
The juice that makes you breathing
Be a vampire or flee

Don’t you see my greed?
I know exactly what I need
The smell of dying bodies
Brings me to my prey

I’m gonna look for you
I’m gonna get you
And when I got you
I’m gonna kill you!


4. CHARITY (THE PREACHER)

Let me tell you what happens behind holy walls
Men chase kids to unload their balls
Saved by their destiny: they think they’re of God’s family
Well, they’re just full of sin and the preacher waits in the Dark
He waits in the dark

Go to pray, my prey!

He’s looking for some new preys
And teaches love by new, bad ways
Who is next to stand in line?
Taste the wine of a preacher’s crime
Always smiling at the young kid
The ones in church support your shit
I tell you, I’ve learned something, yeah
If you’re holy in society
You’re the one to reign in hell

Let me tell you what happens behind holy walls
Men chase kids to unload their balls
Saved by their destiny: they think they’re of God’s family
Well, they’re just full of sin and the preacher waits in the Dark
He waits in the dark


5. FULL THROTTLE

Need for speed, 25/7
You’re ready for some action
Your mind needs a release
One more hit, go to your car
The pedal down to the ground
Taste that heat of burning wheels
Take a ride on metal, taste how it feels

Faster and ruder, without compromise
Adrenaline junky
You cross the streets ‘til you die
Now feel the engine roar
Amazing thrills and you want more
Heartbeat is high, so is your mind
Hope that the cops are blind tonight
Ghost driver, break any law
Can’t see the lights from afar
One more chance for you but
Now it’s too late to turn

Full throttle – life on the road
Full throttle – until I explode


6. VISIONS FROM BEYOND

(Instrumental)


7. GARGANTUA

Human rights were carved in stone
Their machinery chopped ‘em, the rights are gone
The ones they accept are all the same clone
Better think for yourself and escape

Personality is what you shall lose
Individualism makes you look like a fool
A legal citizen is what you shall be
To serve your country in times of agony
Money hungry ones fart into the throne
Selling future to those who earn enough
Polluting the air with chemicals you’ve never known
You’re a robot to them
Times are getting rough

Go back and regret
What you have done to us
Get back or pay back
What we have done to ourselves
Gargantua, we suffer!

Come on, let’s raise our fists!
Show those bastards that we can’t be suppressed
Let’s go to the homes where those murderers live

So let’s move our asses
The time is running,
Pay for everything in the past!
Now burn them down
To the ground
And you think it’s not the truth
We know it better; we’re part of the living youth
Corruption made us mad
Don’t close your eyes
See the bad

Human rights were carved in stone
Your machinery chopped ‘em, the rights are gone
The ones they accept are all the same clone
No chance to escape, it’s too late
Promises sold by you, bought by the slaves
Of the system, that work for jobs they hate
Send them money, they’ll croak for you
Gargantua, you know that, too

Go back and regret
What you have done to us
Get back or pay back
What we have done to ourselves
Go back or pay back
What you have done to us
We’re suffering, Gargantua!


8. REZET TO ZERO

Doomsday, our end is near
Release from pain and fear
Treaties are broken
World’s leaders end our lives
Guilty and damned for mankind’s sins
The revelations said
Temptation causes the end

Rezet to zero

Torture, hate and misery
Rule our earth, now pay the fee
We’re sold offerings and no one gave a damn
Acid rain swamps through the streets
Our world is waiting
For the final fight of wrong and right

Rezet to zero
Final fight
Rezet to zero

Oooh, can’t they see?
They complete an anthology

Piles of bones and blood
Those seven angels rise
All sinners of our race
Shall witness that demise

Rezet to zero
Fight to die
Rezet to zero

Oooh, can’t they see?
We’re living in World War III


9. BLACK CONVENT

They’re in hell to live in sin
The pentagram is set for him
Lucifer is their master, torture begins
He gave them eternal life
Satanic disciples won’t die
Demons roam in the night
As Christ’s crucifix breaks in this rite

There’s no way to turn back
You have to heed and follow him
Servants of diabolic lust, sin after sin
You’ve sold your souls, own no more life
The living dead roam this midnight
Sacrificial parts begins to start
They tear you up, rip you apart

They can’t believe what happened that day
Black magic spells and they obeyed
Demonic lust creeps through the dawn
The chosen one’s finally born
Hell’s cradle sends the beast to earth
The prophecies predicted the birth
Unholy father feeds the brute
While exiles of the life are food
The message is carved between his horns
The triple six, he seeks lost souls
Premutos is here for our downfall
You woke him up with your blind call
You’re condemned to eternal pain
And seem to know one evil name
It’s Satan’s house, where you began
Damned cowards moan: “Join our black convent!”


10. THE TERROR STRIKES BACK

2012 and the fear aches in your bones
Years after 9/11, and still they broadcast dying moans
Religious sacrifice but I know your god has to be blind
There are no treaties that bring peace to our kind

Peace is a cause and it’s very good for their votes
So these politicians know that freedom promotes
Young men, willing to kill as soldiers
Soon you will see that our cruel game is over

Death in the streets, you dive into a bloodbath
Victory or defeat, your life is a game for them
Until the terror strikes back

You’re part of what feeds their bloody war machine
A chessman that does things which you’ve never seen
Even not a mercenary who is paid for all his shots
The terror isn’t over; it’s just what you forgot

Dictators, advocates of the devil
Damned but followed, you’re to blame for them
Don’t you think that these bitter times are running out
It’s not over, yet
But it is when the final terror strikes back