Album 'W.F.O.' di Overkill

Send me all your tired weak, your hungry sick disgusted.
My back is broke, flame is out, eyes and head are rusted.
My arms are open wide.

Under one nation,
Under one God.
Under one nation,

Under one fog.

Send us all your criminal insane inflamed indignant.
Your terminal infected hopeful, juvenille delinquents.
My arms still open wide.

Under one, under one god.

Flies are fucking on my face, I watch the magots breed...
Providing everything they want,
Everything they need.
My hands are tied, my hands are tied,
Tied hands set them free...
My eyes pealed to your pain,
Call me liberty.

I am but a part of you,
Your daughters and your sons.
Embrace my heart my patience now,
Before it all is gone.
Untie my hands, untie my hands,
For blatent disregard...
I see no color differences and remain always under one... God.

Under one God.
Under one.

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Supersonic Hate (04:17)

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R.I.P. (Undone) (01:43)

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Up to Zero (04:07)

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Bastard Nation (05:38)

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Twisted torn and ripped,
The balance goes away.
Mine is but an active immagination.
Tear the boundary down!
Know more line.
Take a look inside the bastard that you find.

Yelling screamed and ripped,
Just to have a say.
Yours is but an over exaggeration.
Throw the civil down!
Kill your fear.
Feel the need, to act on what you hear!

Did they say we were hard?!
Did they say we were separation?!
Citizens of a bastard nation?!

Waste me for what I do,
Not for what you hate.
Guilt became the prime motivation.
Throw the civil down!
Kill his seed.
Let's cut out the heart to see if it bleeds.

Crippled lame and trapped,
The balance falls away.
Move, to total separation.
Dissolve the boundary now!
Kill the line.
You become the new! bastard that you find.

Did they say we were hard?!
Did they say we were separation?!
Citizens of a bastard nation?!

I'll walk away if you do.
And I'll stay if you do.
What you fear? Fearing be a man.

Did they say we were hard?!
Did they say we were separation?!
Citizens of a bastard nation?!

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Gasoline Dream (06:49)

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Wishful thinking, eyes are blinking,
In the sun the garbage stinking.
To ignore the rancid, won't make it go away.
Untruth spoke through blistered lip,
Unclean thoughts that take the step,
Down upon the roaches,
Won't go away.

Born! to follow!
To be the first to swallow,
Garbage from the plate.
Now! to borrow!
A match, ignite the gasoline,
To burn away.

Surviving through a gasoline dream,
In the month the razon blade gleam,
Slashing up the tongue, won't make it go away.
On a binge of self destruction,
Children of the reconstruction,
Suck the tit of discontent,
Go away.

Slam! slam down!
Respond in kind malcontent,
Don't go away.
Burn! burn down!
Temple of the conscience,
Don't go away.

I was soaked in gasoline,
Playin' with a match.
I was everything I seemed,
They stood and watched.
Ate from your table!
Ate from your hand!
Eight days of waiting!
Buried in the sand!

Burn in a gasoline dream, burn away my love.
Burn away the conscience, burn away, my love.
Take away my dignity, take away my pain,
Take just for taking, we are one in the same...

Burn... Burn...
Burn in a gasoline dream, burn away my love.
Burn away the conscience, burn away, my love.

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