Rock'n'Rolf - vocals, guitar Majk Moti - guitar Stephan Boriss - bass Hasche - drums
Послушать демо (Under Jolly Rojer)
UNDER JOLLY ROGER
Weigh anchor, hoist the sails Cruisin' for booty on watery trails No exploiter we see can still sail on Our cannons fire till his ship goes down
Fly our flag, we teach them fear Capture them, the end is near Firing guns they shell burn Surrender or fight there's no return Under Jolly Roger
Venerable scoundrels, no blood on our hands Our engagement are tough, but only for defence Carefully we sail around the reefs To force those die-hards to their knees
Coming through the waves to free all the captives Boarding the vessels we know all the tactics We're the menace, the curse of the sea We pulverize the men'o'war pay or flee
ПОД ВЕСЁЛЫМ РОДЖЕРОМ
BEGGAR'S NIGHT
Blood, blood, bloody night The poor stand up and fight Marquises, kings and all this vermin Hunted up in burning streets Fight, fight, fight with rage Their menials are locked up in cage The spirit of the rebel lives Determined to break free
We stand up to break our chains Rulers beware We'll give you suffer and pain On beggar's night Riot terminates our pain We'll catch you in your air You have to pay for your blame On beggar's night
Sin, sin, whip and chain That's the way they lived and reigned Too many people died in their dungeon Now pain's too hard if it's for their profit Beast, beast, go away No reason why you have to stay The wealth you squeezed out of our lives Will become your tomb
НОЧЬ БЕДНЯКА
DIAMONDS OF THE BLACK CHEST
Since then he heard about the chest He's so wild he can't get no rest A million diamonds blinding his eyes Brighter than fire but colder than ice Sweat on his brow, greed burns his mind Hands like claws his teeth always grind Soaked by sweat he wakes up and screams "Oh, no, it was only a dream"
Diamonds, diamonds Diamonds of the black chest
Years and years he sought that chest He runs most every risk the man's obsessed For too many years he's roamed all the lands To feel the diamonds in his hands He find the hallow spot, breaking its lock He opens the gate which is carved of rock Finding the chest he exults and screams "Oh, yeah, it's no dream"
He holds out his hands and he touches the chest He breaks its seals, he disturbs its rest Curious and slow he opens the lid He stares over the edge, what he sees he can't grip No diamonds but he sees own face A possessed wreck with an empty gaze Thrilled by madness he's dying in pain "No dream, he's insane"
БРИЛЛИАНТЫ ЧЁРНОГО СУНДУКА
WAR IN THE GUTTER
Warriors of the street Wanna beat their enemies The shark's broke the truce Tonight's the night, who'll win who'll lose This is not your turf Unarmed you just die first Ruthless they fight their fight To defend their walls feeds their pride
Senseless massacre tonight Kid kills kid in this riot The rulers don't want to care Deaf and blind hiding in their lair War in the gutter, hoy!
Watch out!
Angel shotgun You have to fight or run The leads tight tonight Who knows who's wrong, who's right Shining blade, a yell Running blood, a lad fell He's so surprised He dies in a gutter another wasted life
ВОЙНА В ТРУЩОБАХ
RAISE YOUR FIST
Friday night, dressed to kill, hell bent for the show Shiny leather like a second skin, ready for their first row You want to go meet your pals, but your dad won't let you go He's to tally blind, babbling wild, and he rages and he blows
"I don't want you boy to live my house this way! Your awful friends are gonna lead you astray You better work for school don't join this fucking show I won't let you go! "
Come on kids unite and let us feel the flame of rage Together we are strong so let's tear up this golden cage We shall overcome repression and their stranding strings The shackles have to fall and we will be metallian kings Raise your fist
Monday morning, ringing school-bell, homework isn't done Teacher's gonna break your balls, don't expect no fun The jailor's wild and furious, classmates deride you The wrath is overwhelming you, can't stand this fucking crew!
"I don't want you scums let me get away from here I don't want to be a cogwheel in your gear I'm not a marionette in your boring puppet show So let me go! "
Come on kids unite and let us feel the flame of rage Together we are strong so let's tear up this golden cage We shall overcome repression and their stranding strings The shackles have to fall and we will be metallian kings Raise your fist
ПОДНИМИ СВОЙ КУЛАК
LAND OF ICE
In 1987 they build a new machine To conquer our future, to face things never seen Curious of new weapons with more power to destroy Ready for the wars with their exciting dangerous toy
Flickering lights in the dark indicating ignition Energy runs through the circuits to start the transmission
Land of ice
In 1999 they find their destination But reality on the screens destroys their fascination Ruins and debris neither life nor the spore A desert of ice with all the signs of nuclear war
Only the wind is breaking the threatening silence Sensors show no human beings are living here now
But there are shadows moving around the vessel more and more Disfigured creatures gathering, scratching claws on the door The choir of the damned built of thousands of rough throats "You are the humans of the past, who blasted our hopes"
May you come to see desolate world you created Now you can take back a message to spread in your time Tell'em what happens if they will continue this madness Stop building bombs which are able to change the world Into the land of ice
СТРАНА ЛЬДА
RAW RIDE
Racing through the night Pounding engine's roar There's nothing that's like this I'm burning to the core Exhaust hangs in the air Wind pressure thrusts my face I love to ride and dare Tonight I'm being chased
Riding hard, riding fast Full speed ahead, hear my engine's blast Spinning wheels roll down the road I'm a bundle of power, see my rims glow Raw ride
On burning wheels tonight
Shooting through the dark Taking bend after bend Pistons are pumping hard I'm gonna ride to the end Twilight's coming slow Like a jackal on attack But I know I have to go To go on and show my back
On burning wheels tonight
I have to break free, to live on my own way tonight I don't give a goddamn, what you want to force upon me Fuck you!
ЕЗДА БЕЗ ПРАВИЛ
MERCILESS GAME
The fruits of the earth are dried up in the sun The children can't cry anymore Desperate parents with lean empty hands Their bodies are too weak, too sore Fat bottomed breathers keep talking about hunger And don't even know what it means Under the cloak of pain charity They feather their nest with your dreams
Cry for innocent children who die An indignified death, it's a shame Political power's more important than life Let's stop this merciless game
Superfluous victuals piled up to the edge The stocks are filled up to the sky Millions of dollars for storage each year And a nickel for people to die We can't deny it's a shame for our race It's about time to begin With a fight against poverty, distress and pain To hesitate now is a sin
БЕЗЖАЛОСТНАЯ ИГРА
Produced by Dirk Steffens Co-produced by Rock'n'Rolf Recorded & mixed at Soundhouse Studio