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Holy Mother: "Criminal Afterlife" – 1999

энциклопедия: Holy Mother

Состав группы:

  • Mike Tirelli – вокал
  • Rich Naso – гитара
  • Randy Coven – бас
  • Jim Harris – ударные

Holy Mother: "Criminal Afterlife" – 1999

Композиции:

  1. The Rage
  2. Criminal Afterlife
  3. Holy Diver
  4. Cycle Of The Sun
  5. Call The Ghost
  6. The Memory Dies
  7. Armageddon Pt. 1
  8. Armageddon Pt. 2
  9. Turned In Your Gun
  10. What If Tomorrow Never Comes
  11. Lies
  12. Life In Stone

Лирика

1. The Rage

Say, hail the leader with the mask
Let's say we put him to the testSomehow he doesn't like the sound
He'll dig his heels into the ground
To think that he's the seventh wonder
Moving mountains with the thunder
All the lies he tries to cover
Money talks, where is the love
And the land that falls beneath him
to apologize-beneath him
Watch a crowd of many tease him
Run in circles to appease him

It's a rage of disorder, rage of disorder
Rage!...Rage!
Rage of disorder, rage of disorder
Rage!...Rage!

A little freedom for us all

Too many guns, too many tax
Too many mobs pursue the waks
Too many cops push you around
The lunatic has come unwound

I think his tie is a little too tight
We gotta teach the man his wrong from his right
Ya gotta, ya gotta, ya gotta

It's a rage of disorder, rage of disorder
Rage!...Rage!
Rage of disorder, rage of disorder
Rage!...Rage!
And the lunatic has come unwound

A little freedom erases the hate of us all

It's a rage of disorder, rage of disorder
Rage!...Rage!
Rage of disorder, rage of disorder
Rage!...Rage!Guns, guns, guns are spreading disease
Sex is survival, survival to me
He's lying to you, yea he's lying, he's lying

2. Criminal Afterlife

In a field of lies and broken homes
Fallen angels cry to get back home
When they lie along the city roads
A coat of steel won't save them from the unknown
In another life they ruled the land
People selling people for their souls

It's just a criminal afterlife
It's nothing new to the scared and lonely
It made me finally realize I'm alone

When the tears of time begin to flow
Son of an angel fires another bow
Still it ain't right, still it ain't right, still it ain't
I'm losing my sight, still it ain't right
The way you kick me out my home
It's just a criminal afterlife
It's nothing new to the scared and lonely
It made me finally realize I'm alone

I don't need no hand of charity, feelin' low
I got a feelin' that your money ain't right
Gotta feelin' that you left me no sleepin' zone
A walkin' idle bomb, you're fuse'n it slow
Oh, no, no, no, you've gotta start a riot
Oh, no, no, no, you've gotta start it
Systematic lyin' junky, cryin' rotten fool
You made a million selling funky shades of rotten doo

I don't need no hand of charity feelin' lowA walkin' idle bomb you're fuse'n it
slow
Oh, no, no, no, you've gotta start a riot
Oh, no, no, no, you've gotta start it
I don't need no doubting fire to free the stones
Another cheatin', smokin' nuclear zone
I don't like grinding the bone
I-don't-see-no-future

It's just a criminal afterlife
It's nothing new to the scared and lonely
It made me finally realize I'm alone

3. Holy Diver

оригинал: Dio

4. Cycle Of The Sun

Fear my whole life set to speed
time is taken, not enough for me
Just like my age is dying
My friends are always crying
It's not enough to pacify your needs
You stop belonging, but you always put your calling on it
You stop belonging, but you're stranger and you're falling on it
Times are changing, day to night
Cold war, second story, vehicles can fly
There is no cash in money, I'm just a number running
I can't believe that there is pavement on the streets
There is surrender in somebody's eyes
I have been chained to the wall
Future, culture shock, lost in time
My streets, gone to survive without a dime
Looks like my friends deserted
My house is only dirt
There is no room for the hungry on the streets
There is an anger in somebody's eyes
And I am still chained to the wall
At the boundries of this haunted kingdom
I'm a victim, defenses will crack
Paralyzed, I will follow the cycle of the sun
Oh, the path to my freedom
I see the tears fall in some other time
But, I'll never pay for the crime
At the boundries of this haunted kingdom
I'm a victim, defenses will crack
Paralyzed I will follow the cycle of the sun

5. Call The Ghost

My people fight to hold me
My people fight to choose
My people built this wall of inner strength to keep from you
Surrender's not my language
I never learned to pick and choose
My freedom violated contracts of a corporate rule
When I die I wanna taste of hope
When in doubt, I'll call the ghost
If I'm flying with my friends
I know I will be watching you from here
Now everyone I talk to tells me
Everyone I talk to knows
Now everyone has got their own direction for my life to go
My people fight for freedom
And my people fight to grow
My people hide behind the hidden secrets you don't know
When I die, I wanna take you there
When in doubt I'll call the ghost
If I'm flying with my friends
Up here, a path of straight and narrow gold
When I die I wanna take you there
When in doubt I'll call the ghost
The spirits surround me, my life I want back
Does anyone regret this anger, anyone regret you know
Does anybody really care what makes the path of straight and narrow gold
Another foreign figures army sets his sites on killing all
Why is the value of our life within his hands
When I die I wanna take you there
When in doubt I'll call the ghost
If I'm flying with my friends
Up here, a path of straight and narrow gold
Cause when I die, I wanna take you there
When I'm in doubt, I'll call the ghost
When I'm dyin', when I'm dyin'
A path of straight and narrow gold

6. The Memory Dies

You lie in the garden surrounded by fools
They're trying to tast it, the evilest part of you
Stretching your life line
You're kicked out of school
Learnin' survival, you live in the waste pool
You're holding a shotgoun, destroying your life
You want it, said want it, said want it
Where life turns cold
You know when your memory dies
Where fire flows
Say it in another life, should have never left it alone
They call you a freak yea, who's different than you
You're hitting the streets to find any new solitude
You choke in the dark, hide your cigarette stain
You choke in the dark, yea you're chokin' it, chokin' it
Where life turns cold
You know when your memory dies
Where fire flows
Say it in another life, should have never left it alone
Always called the bastard child
And no one really cares if I die
Where life turns cold
You know when your memory dies
Where fire flows
Stone and kaleidoscopes, sand on the walls
Serpents and snails are crawling, crawling my inner walls
The floor always spinning when the rain spills the roof
Escaping the fury of it escaping the truth
Where life turns cold
You know when your memory dies
Where fire flows
Where life turns cold
You know when your memory dies
where fire flows

7. Armageddon Pt. 1

So you learned that tonight you'll be lucky if you listen to every word
All this talk of armageddon makes you wonder if you're still alive
Anyway, another toy electronic regulator stopped dead, like they said it would
You try to listen to a fast talkin' power suckin' lunatic
You try to figure out the skip-code, looking for their every clue
Generator powered lights, generator for the weapons of a better world
rewind my science
Rewind my life
So you think armageddon's just a fantasy
A crazy man's just a fool
So you think armageddon's just a lie about the skip-code holy rule
So you're thinkin' armageddon's just a fantasy
A crazy man's just a fool
So you think armageddon's just a lie about the skip-codeJust another lie, I
say, just another...
Rewind my science, rewind my life
So you think armageddon's just a fantasy
A crazy man's just a fool
So you think armageddon's just a lie about the skip-code
Skies are open, mountains fall
Try to stop this crumbling wall
The ocean rises, wash the land
The sun is burning, armageddon's call
Remember when your life was new
Worries were so far from you
Now you're looking to the skies
Your burning eyes...it's armageddon's call
The sun is burning, not far from you
A regulator, just a fool
My science eye, a holy rule

8. Armageddon Pt. 2

(инструментал)

9. Turned In Your Gun

Just broke the law
Can't fight about it, gripe about it
Don't sell me short
Can't save our freedom's home
Blame all your allies, our nation's worst fool
Believe there's a scapegoat, the culprit's not you
The foreign code, the information's confidence
Could break the world, and see our nation fall
Expecting our allies to sponser a fool
Decifer our secrets, our culprit is youYou set a firey code
To save a world unknown
A nation's only hope
But you have turned in your gun
The FBI, a secret service spying eye
They wrote the book, to change our alibies
Blame all your allies, our nation's worst fool
Believe there's a scapegoat, the culprit's not you
You set a firey code
To save a world unknown
A nation's only hope
But you have turned in your gun
Just broke the law
Don't sell me short
Can't save our freedom's home
Expecting our allies to sponser a fool
Decifer our secrets, our culprit is you
You set a fiery code
To save a world unknown
A nation's only hope
But you have turned in your gun
You set a fiery code
To save a world unknown

10. What If Tomorrow Never Comes

Sold my life ten for noneWill my savior call me done
Life on land, time falls from me
Red hot sands from burning sun
Oh, my life
Highter pastures, dying sheep
Time for war dance, passions of thieves
All my life...it comes
Just like the way you used my life
What if tomorrow never comes
As if you thought you'd read my mind, mind
Where I came from, kill for needs
Empty hearts fall short of greed
Men in face paint, tribal laws
Winds can change, I refuse to bleed
Just like the way you used my life
What if tomorrow never comes
As if you thought you'd read my mind, mind
What if time stands still for years
Youth and lightspeed, life can freezeAll my life can freeze
Just like the way you used my life
What if tomorrow never comes
As if you thought you'd read my mind, mind
Just like the way you used my life
What if tomorrow never comes
AS if you thought you'd read my mind, mind

11. Lies

Caught on a whim, pressure's building up now
All out of wind, it's a frantic race
Politics, lunatics, it's the mad man's law
Traveled the light, blinded brim shaded sun rise
Fought all the laws just to prove I was right
All out of wind, I've been stuck in the mad man's world
Caught in the truth, you feel the lie
Button your shirt, try to lose your tie
Lies, lies
Walkin' a life on a path straight and narrow
Camera shot you a curse pic of dreadTryin' to cover a life, under gun by man
Caught in the truth you feel the lies
Button your shirt, you lose your tie
Time can't over feed the lies
Don't you know you could lead this paradise
Caught in the truth you feel the lies
Button your shirt, but lose your tie
Lies, lies
Time can't over feed the liesDon't you know you could lead this paradise
Time can't over feed the lies
Don't you know you can lead this paradise, paradise

12. Life In Stone

Silouettes of evil lives
Have cursed my mind with lies
Evil men with evil minds controlling time in time
An urchants net of fear has swollen gills of bloody moles
It's power in the money made selling every feeling saved
You call it liberation, makin' rules to fit your needs
You make your own religion
Filled politics and greed
Your money makes a net
A fiery web to hold you cold Levels of distortion split your neck and rot your
soul
Injections of rust
Trusting only me, I want to let my mind burn to coal
Unwanted for love, unwanted landmines
Write my broken life in stone
Release you of your painYou breed my anger everyday
Dress the wound, give time to heal
The price you have to pay
Fallout covers land like snow
Your hands are in the soil
Grasp a root, pull up a tower
Clouds of smoke breathe acid rain...shitGrade the mountains, open up the sky
Dress the wound, and cover up a lie
Write my book, in broken stone

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