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Comecon: "Megatrends In Brutality" – 1991

энциклопедия: Comecon

Состав группы:

  • Lars-Goran Petrov – вокал
  • Neerg Sredna – ударные
  • Pelle Strom – гитара, бас
  • Rasmus Ekman – гитара, бас

Comecon: "Megatrends In Brutality" – 1991

Композиции:

  1. The Dogdays
  2. Wash Away The Filth
  3. Slope
  4. Teuton Tantrums
  5. The Mule
  6. Armed Solution
  7. The Future Belongs To Us
  8. Conductor Of Ashes
  9. Good Boy Benito
  10. Omnivorous Excess
  11. Ulcer

Лирика

1. The Dogdays

Hooray – Let's go

All gods of iron must suffer corrosion
There is but one truth so no pairs can thrive
Fear of damnation – Preserve what is pure
Mom and dad: Implosion
They are a couple so which one must die

Under his eyes, under the
Shadow of the gods of reason
Under his wings he looks all
Flowers but he's reared by owls

My hands; can't say
Which is the owl and which is of god
Black wings: Red-lead
Paint my arms; they must know there's but one

Formaldehyde bath
All gods of flesh do smell in the dogdays
Their flesh is one; I can't meet their eyes
Fear of damnation preserves the deformed
Breaks; don't move
We hunt like rats but we die as mice

Under his eyes, under the
Shadow of the gods of reason
Under his wings, he looks all
Flowers but he's reared by owls

Close eye
Paint it black, they must know there's but one
Don't sleep
When darkness comes he splits them and hunt

Under his eyes, under the
Shadows of the gods of reason
Under his wings, he looks all
Flowers but he's reared by owls

And in my ears the consonants of
Death crushing all objections
And in my claws the lost faith
Coming home

2. Wash Away The Filth

Wash away the filth
The lights are gone and the world is unclean
Come with me take my hand
We all must be purged to reach the promised land

Believe my lies
Trust my eyes
Come to me
To be free

We all must choose to be enslaved
These chains are made of the love that you gave
To deliver you from all sins
Submission is the key to the saving from oneself

Believe my lies
Trust my eyes
Come to me
To be free

3. Slope

Answer me
The world looks black
Fabricate
A world full of facts
Victims due
Bleed for me
Entertainment
Weaponry

Nothing seen
Less we know
The freaks themselves
Run the show

The reaper laughs with a million faces
He speaks in tongues in every paper
Slow panic understatement
Soon to be but still awaiting

Invertebrate demons
Ignorant and loud
In the back of my head
When I'm in a crowd
A crime's been committed
I have to be punished
Petrified reasons
Silent but famished

I need some rest
Lay down for a while
In the towers of sleep
By the river bromide

The reaper laughs with a million faces
He speaks in tongues in every paper
Slow panic understatement
Soon to be but still awaiting

Ants seek
Sanctuary
In my anus
And nose
Answer me
Your world of facts is coming much too
Close

Slow panic understatement
Speaks in tongues in every thought
The reaper laughs with a million faces
And soon he will sell you the joke

4. Teuton Tantrums

The long due union of east and west
Freedom and peace brought on the people's request
But the halo is soiled and the cabbage's gone sour
Teuton tantrums and a world to devour

What they call the union of prosperity and peace
Is the conductor of economies bringing Europe to its knees

Vicious circle, downward spiral
The rich get richer and the poor begin to starve
Pauperised masses told to paint the world brown
It's the merry-go-round to unravel the Teutonic mind

Sleeping beauty waking up again
Coming soon to a theatre near you
Unleashed Aryans, plague of locusts
All these years of peace to undo

What they call the union of prosperity and peace
Is the conductor of economies bringing Europe to its knees

And it starts to go faster

Vicious circle, downward spiral
The rich get richer and the poor begin to starve
Pauperised masses told to paint the world brown
It's the merry-go-round to unravel the Teutonic mind

Down and down we go

Vicious circle, downward spiral
The rich get richer and the poor begin to starve
Pauperised masses told to paint the world brown
It's the merry-go-round to unravel the Teutonic mind

5. The Mule

Obey
Look my way
This spastic freedom
That we all crave

A voice speaks

Of a blind date
With another state
Of mind and the world
Now he looks my way

The shares we hold look just like gold
The tickets sold are valid now – And below

And the world outside
Must obey
The laws of freedom
Left unmade

A voice speaks

The new masters by will divine
By laws of freedom, trade and lies

A voice speaks – The mule

But the judgement pronounced
By the petulant Satan above
Can never reverse
The sentence passed from the heaven ahead

Sudden future manifestation
IVth empire brutal invitation

They look just like his flock of lambs
But look closer – Goats

6. Armed Solution

The subtle path of progress
Tells the truth from fraud
A vision invoked into life
By hammer, sickle and sword

Armed revolution – The only Solution
Paradise lost for 6000 years
Forced evolution – The vital Conclusion
Take our trustworthy hands and have no fears

A minor regressen
Enlivens the pure
The spirit awakened
Paradise opens its doors

Armed revolution – The only solution
Forging our way through a monstrous extreme
Forced evolution – The vital conclusion
No is not an answer when asked to share our dream

Armed revolution – The only Solution
Paradise lost for 6000 years
Forced evolution – The vital Conclusion
Take our trustworthy hand and have no fears

Armed revolution – The only solution
Forging our way through a monstrous extreme
Forced evolution – The vital conclusion
No is not an answer when asked to share our dream

7. The Future Belongs To Us

This is...

Frivolous leaking
Of the nuclear power plants
Explodes the market
Of mongoloid chants

Who's next for charity
Keep in line
Crumbs are tasty
When intentions are fine

Hands up who'll be our saviour

The future belongs, belongs to us
This is the future and it belongs to us
Paradise of poverty, wonderland of war
The glory of the gluttony is what we live for
Moralising innocence of uncorrupted youth
The illusion of discerning lies from truth

Go!

A conscious generation
With tears to weep
For starving millions
And pity is cheap

Who'll set the prices
When we sell our soul
Who'll be the idol
To define our goals

Who wants to be our saviour?

The future belongs, belongs to us
This is the future and it belongs to us
Paradise of poverty, wonderland of war
The glory of the gluttony is what we live for
Magnanimous messiahs of things not understood
The delusion of dividing evil from good

The unborn babies slain on the altar of freedom
It's the age of progress with thousands of new ways to die

Who will be our saviour

The future belongs, belongs to us
This is the future and it belongs to us
Paradise of poverty, wonderland of war
The glory of the gluttony is what we live for
This is the future and it belongs to us

8. Conductor Of Ashes

[track-original]his hands
Vengeant sire
Self-mutilator

Darkened souls but truth unfolds
In silence of many children
Bright lies and cash flows
To the screams of many men

(Deceptive tyrant...
Conductor of ashes[/track-original]

And we know you commissioned
All our sins from above
In the skies: our lives
Desert sands in the wind

Image of man
Elaborate pain
I see the conductor of ashes in
Splendour again
Image of dogs
Prosthetic of hate
The nightmares and sorrow of men
Is his real estate

A grave injustice
Done to god
Ethno-surgery
Immortal wounds
Plugged in ritual
Compulsive advertise
(... Master... spirit... guardian)

Blood

9. Good Boy Benito

Caprices of my mighty will
Tells time to move or stand still
The future waiting for my commands
When I forge a total land

Total solution
Total man
Total life
In a total land

He who knows where he goes never gets far
Good boy Benito runs faster than cars
Upside down we can see who you are
This is what Benito calls far
Mighty Benito is an action man
Builds a giant castle but he builds it on sand
Good boy Benito is bouncing his chest
But there is no way down from the eagles nest

Blinded by an image of me
But me ain't a bad thing to see
See how sturdy I rage war
See a conqueror never seen before

March, motion
Passion, youth, faith
Motion
Violence, lust, hate

He who knows where he goes never gets far
Good boy Benito runs faster than cars
Upside down we can see who you are
This is what Benito calls far
Mighty Benito is an action man
Builds a giant castle but he builds it on sand
Good boy Benito is bouncing his chest
But there is no way down from the eagles nest

March, motion
Passion, youth, faith
March, motion
Violence, lust, hate

He who knows where he goes never gets far
Good boy Benito runs faster than cars
Upside down we can see who you are
This is what Benito calls far
Mighty Benito is an action man
Builds a giant castle but he builds it on sand
Panties down we can see what you are
Good boy Benito didn't get far

10. Omnivorous Excess

Always is the time to eat
Watch yourself growing out of your seat
Watch the cherish of parental love
Flow all down the drain

You used to be the family's pride
But the way you grew cast you aside
Pretty, quiet, slim and slender
Turned to a lump of unknown gender

Dead-Ringing a mountain of flesh
A monster of omnivorous excess
Too vast to be of human race
Monster

Fat and ugly must not be loved
That's why dad is never home
That's why mummy turns away
They hate the ugly face

Eat and vomit, starve and die
They won't bother to ask you why
They won't see you fade away
This is the price the ugly must pay

Dead-ringing a mountain of flesh
A monster of omnivorous excess
Too vast to be of human race
Monster

A monster of flabby flesh
Pathetic revolting excess
Can't believe this is a human face
Monster

11. Ulcer

Ulcer
Ahead
Headless
Like that

Ulcer
Ahead
Headless
Like that

Falling
Like autumn leaves
Like tears
Over Dresden
Fire storm
In my heart
No fears
Now the western
Culture
Sees its end
What use
To fantasise
Open shirt
Open wound
No truce
The cattle dies

Sirens
Distant here
What's love
Without a blanket
Winter
Seven years
Your corpse
A virus banquet
No word
Not a scream
Your eyes
Just like mine
Satan
Spills his dream
From fall
To humankind

Ulcer
Ahead
Headless
like that

Broadcast
From hell to now
I see
In your eyes
You fear
The autumn rain
Are we
To criticise
Cattle:
Opinion polls
No voice
And no way out
Exit
My throat is sore
What you can say
I can shout

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