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Poisonblack: "Drive" – 2011

энциклопедия: Poisonblack

Состав группы:

  • Tarmo Kanerva – ударные
  • Ville Laihiala – гитара, вокал
  • Marco Sneck – клавишные
  • Antti Remes – бас

Poisonblack: "Drive" – 2011

Композиции:

  1. Piston Head
  2. Mercury Falling
  3. A Good Day for the Crows
  4. Maggot Song
  5. From Nowhere To Nowhere
  6. Sycophant
  7. The Dead-End Stream
  8. Futile Man
  9. Scars
  10. Driftwood

Лирика

1. Piston Head

Full throttle, speed head
Punish the roaring engine
Burnt rubber, the scent of lead
Fast down the highway

Flames feed on gasoline
Bone crushing heavy pressure
Tight left, adrenaline
I'm on my way

Oil as blood, under the hood
Pumping freely through

I live behind the wheel
The dusty grey keeps calling me
-So I drive through the night
Another city, another scene
Straight ahead aimlessly
The open road is my bride
This is life on the fast lane

Sparks fly, dynamite
Bullet on wheels, explosive
Hit the gas, tight right
And on I go

Black leather, paint glows red
Horny pair of legs beside me
Speed junkie, piston head
Yes, on I go

2. Mercury Falling

Let's celebrate this suffering
While the grave is still warm
We've got no time to lose
Let's set fire on everything In
honor of flame to be gone
We've got nothing to lose

Bliss before the fall

Hearts beating fast
Let's make the moment last for
tomorrow's doom is already
gleaming
It's gone so fast
Let go, forgive the past for the
mercury of life keeps falling
Let's onjo this suffering
disillusioned and free
We've still got time to choose
Let's desire everything in the
name of extinction to be
We've got us to abuse

3. A Good Day for the Crows

I fill the chamber bullet by
bullet– Hoping this time it
won't jam
To play a round of the northern
roulette and leave this world
with a bang
Just one squeeze and all will
cease
One for the gun to drown the last
line of defense
Now I'm ready for hell

I'm so sick of this all– With a
vengeance I have hated
I hear them crows call
-For them death black wings
I've waited
To come and peck the flesh off of my bones

I oil the rope to be sure the
knot slides– Tie down the other
end tight
Stand on a chair and close my
eyes-Knowing this time it's
alright
A step...just one and all is done
One for the rope to drown the
last line of defense
Now I'm ready for hell

I'm so sick of this all-With a
vengeance I have hated
I hear them crows call
-For them black wings
I've waited
They're hovering close
-Oh so close
They've come to drag me down
to the unknown
Let them peck the flesh off of
my bones
Yes they're close...oh so close
Won't need to coroner to tag my toe

4. Maggot Song

Through the six-feet of dirt they
claim to hear the sound of the
pouring rain
Saying it's me up here pissing
on your grave
The stench of shit gathers more
flies around to run their mouths
Them brainless know not what
they're talking about

It's the outcome of severe
inbreeding

Back then, now and always
you maggots will be crawling
by my side
Keeping the flame of hate alive
Until hell freezes over I will
be the cold thorn right there in
your side
I promise you rain tonight

From behind them aliases
pathetically trying to point
their gun
To me it's none for all and all
for none
It must be hard without them
brain cells to try and understand
With empty pig-ass-eyes to
make a stand

Hooray for the severe inbreeding

5. From Nowhere To Nowhere

This is where it ends
I can't have the years wasted
back
Re-invent something I've lost
how to feel

The table is set for three
Indifference, you and me and we
sit there in silence
Don't care to speak
It's not temporary-It's our
cemetery
And we are carved in stone

From now-here to nowhere
Oblivion approaches
I've said my peace...want
nothing from you
From bitter to worse
Oh so revengefully yours
We've done our time-Just
let us go

This is where it ends
I'm getting the hell out of here
Leaving nothing behind-It was
never real

The hole is dug for three
Suffering, you and me and we
lay there in silence
No need to speak
It's finally here-No anguish
no fear
And we are free at last

I love you
I hate you
I'll sing when you're dead
I loathe you
I need you
I'll scream and regret

6. Sycophant

So you thought you had it made
All on that shinig silver plate
Fuck you and your self-serving
ways
We are through, don't wanna
see your face
You've spawned just rage

Have a nice rest of your life for
it's all you've got

Until it rains ice in hell the
shit will keep on rolling out
your mouth
No more of you-It's zero
tolerance
Can you hear the final bell it
tolls for you of that there is
no doubt
We are though now-This is where it ends

Black is white-Red is green
Spit it out! Say what you mean
Trust is earned not ingratiated
The bridge is burnt, the past is
contaminated
Annihilated

Better to be hated for what
you are than loved for what
you're not

7. The Dead-End Stream

Flowers in bloom
It's a beautiful day
Headed for doom
Destruction and decay

Stare at the sun
Feel its warm rays of light
Nowhere to run
We've already lost the fight

Hand in hand we wait this
all to end

Everything died-Withers away
There's no afterlife
Nothing's here to stay
Hope is a lie we in vain beg
and pray
While floating down the dead-
end stream until it's time to
drown away

Life is so sweet
So seize the day
But destiny's sealed
Soon to pine away

Enjoy while you can
Breathe in breathe out
But try and understand
The only way is out

Gun in hand we wait this all to end

No one gets out of here alive-No
one comes back to testify
So enjoy while you can my child-
We only got this one time

8. Futile Man

Still too much I recall of them
gnawed out bones which the
mattock of time buried beneath
the pavement
And to wade in the shades won't
clear the air, won't erase the
stench of them dead

Will the solace be found from
the north of the ditch? Dug deep
with my own beaten shovel
For sure it's not in the notes of
the self-pity mean-Could it be at
the end of the double barrel?
The time is nigh

Until the end I'll deny that there
is sense in this life
I am what I am, a futile man
and till the end I'll deny that
there is meaning behind
I am what I am, a futile man

Now, hear my child this weight
will land on your shoulders-You
too wll pay this debt of despair
I'm not here to teach you or to
show you the way-It wouldn't
make any difference

9. Scars

Down this road once again and
it feels like beneath the dust
of time
Down this road once again and
it feels like this will be until the end
of my time

Oh how I wish you were here
to make the sighs of despair
disappear
Oh how I wish you could see
that in spite of it all what you
mean to me

Oh how these years have been
long while humming the notes of
the dead man's song
Oh how I wish they would fade
all of them wounds but I know
it's too late
Scars are there to remind

Along this road once again
and still it seems like it leads
nowhere but away
Along this road once again and
still it seems that it'll be always
this way

10. Driftwood

Left wading neck-high in dirt by
the flood of wastewaters
Completely soaked to the bone
Floating restless in in time pining
out-Through the unending
struggles
Straight towards the unknown
with nothing to hold onto

Always against the stream
Beating through the debris
But as long as the scenery keeps
rushing it's alright
Always against the stream
Riding on the belief
That as long as the scenery
keeps chancing it's alright

Left sailing the sea of dirt on a
raft that is leaking
Moved by the stench of the wind
Waiting the high-tide to come to
finally sink in
In the scum-tsunami with
nothing to hold onto

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