Crack The Mind Lyrics

  1. Violin
  2. I Am the Gas to Burn
  3. Guevara
  4. The War of Minds
  5. Wreck Me
  6. Dumb
  7. Under Queen Whore's Grim Protection
  8. Head of Compassion
  9. Quest of Nothing


more than delight   violin so fragile and obcene   violin blue noted
wizardry  violin  cruel violin  you're more than delight  yes you are
more than delight  that's what you are   violin  you are too much for
me  bother me with perfect harmony   violin  dark violin   yoouuu're
more than delight   violin is a violator  violin  soft complicator
violin you're the pain creator  violin you're the crusted crator

I Am the Gas to Burn

come you played with mine your hands all over what is far above the
noblest view of your weak brain you did what you should better not have done   
for now you'll pay you'll pay while i take out your guts and loving heart  
i roar i soar like light air god i am an air god so
loaded with longing to be a nice god with fine hands i'm sorry i am a
gas to burn  gas to burn  guess i'm hurt  now you're the fly in my web
you'll be fine  you'll be eaten spider's feast  i'll devour any strand
anything that is you   my poison will run thru every vein the whole of
you  i sting i bite i eat i'm swollen to disgusting size  soon or later
i'll suck out your eyes' juice i am i am a token of justice i'm lying
i'm lying  it's just that i'm worn out  running the sole way there is to
get rid of this gas to burn  gas to burn   yes. i know the price seems
high  indeed i fear i'm not at all in decent terms in any way what you
might call a fair and just god  what i turn to dust as air god's nice
toy is no one else but you it's you  you won't believe it  you won't
enjoy it  you won't escape it   maybe later i'll feel that i'm sorry i
had of course gone to far bub   my laughter  my laughter    it's just
that i'm worn out being whot i am i am doom  the gas to burn


world sucked dry by the american dream   imperialism   hidden fascism
thirty more years of witless greed   countless sons of son-less
mothers   hello we're betrayed by consuming the cheap  hello mad world
receive the fine for joining the game of the coin released   upon us
all    exploiting all   oh nein    we're dead alive   we're toys and
slaves   of the dollar-dice  with no-one to shoot us out    the only way
not to gain liberty is not to fight - to live with dried-up
conscience   let's try whot can't be achieved   unselfishness against
this mess   it looks like   we'll lose the fight  commercialized by this
world of hype   who breaks the bonds   yeah it might break up the tired
minds   a touch of left-wing-life   the gun that shoots the right-winged
hawk's eye   guevara.  hasta la victoria siempre

The War of Minds

now lock in the war of minds   be welcome to the mess   destroy me and
crack my mind   hurt me plenty   crack the mind   come on  destroy me
erase my mind   just please caress me with sting and bite   just go on
with yer mind-destruct   my mind needs to snap   crack the mind   come
destroy my very being   come to wreck my life   gnawing in the depths of
my pain that bites in my mind  come caress me with the sting  which is
named hurt pride   please exterminate me by slowly cracking the mind
crack the mind

Wreck Me

how i enjoy the fast ruinous work of burning wrath of bleeding socks
burning wrath   wreck me fast  blood-stained socks are the results
wicked fever  burn me  make me long to run   make me wish to hide away
make me dance the sun    burning wrath  wreck me fast   bleeding socks
are the results   igll dance til i die   the dance of the twisted   hot
hate will you burn me   would you (be so kind to) wreck my nerves
wreck me   wreck me fast   wreck me   wreck me hard  please ruin my
nerves   burning wrath   wreck me fast   blood-stained socks  are the
results  burning wrath make me run   bloody socks no peace of mind  igd
like to be torn  by hot anger burning   i want to be broken   not glad
but wrecked   something will tear me asunder bub   the sickening rage
hot wrath will ya make me jump and cry   destroy my nerves   wreck me
make me long to run make me wish to hide away


man why are you bleeding are you a martyr o! you have slaughtered?! hhm
man what are you eating the ape to this brain would not think you're
sane i guess all
you wanted from life is a sigh sweetheart whot are you dreaming remorse
and frustration spoil masturbation all you wanted from life is a sigh
got it? you're
naught but shit of a dog you've grown dumb. without pity or wits
shlimperdibyx das ging wie der blitz whom are you abusing a proud one
like you should have
someone to subdue all you wanted from life is a sigh all you wanted from
life is a smile got it? you're naught but shit of a dog

Under Queen Whore's Grim Protection

the morbid lord called humiliation rose from the throne one day the
primal order exploitation had ceased to make him gay so what? he didn't
mind no grave
fatality the urge to love to enjoy remorse aroused a shiver on his spine
praise the light we praise praise the light praise the light the soul is
bound for eternal
salvation the master mind of investigation tormentor iron grief woke to
feel sort of deep compassion he prayed for fast relief when he asked the
doctor to erase the
matter to stop the fall into hell a cryptic shine arose about him now
he's master saint break the spell break the least of seals what a joy to
walk on nice guy's feet
heal the world be jesus on the knees run to attain absolution whatever
you chose to be run to receive the grace you are blessed tears of joy
you can rest heart
un-soiled what a jest the soul is bound for eternal salvation the rude
game of sex implication was played for centuries under queen whore's
grim protection kinky
as it ought to be modern trend virgin style superseded the devillish
lust the demonic sexy queen will ride nevermore ride nevermore

Head of Compassion

who'll feed us low pulse getting weaker no quarter the maimed hand has
lost control run through the gallery where the ever-destroyed ideals of
peace sit to rest as
stony statues broken watching with lifeless eyes sinking onto the ground
the thorn-crowned head of compassion sinking onto the ground the
clown delicious harmony skillfully annihilated subtle mechanism intigue
fatigue drafts subversion 's overlord over-loaded with hateful designs
the head of gentle
mind is on the decline while the ugly head is rising out of the mud the
filth the dirty dust the name of which is maliceanimosity into the mud i
want to kick it with
a petulant cry of joy you gotta learn that sinking into the slime of
hatred for the rest of your life is not necessarily a necessity please
cure my puking myself to
death the peace watcher's head facing inward outward everywhere in pose
of helpless vigilance the hand that heals is being cut is being cut the
arm that ought to
protect is maimed where shall we turn to now

Quest of Nothing

sunlight creeping over broken pavement trite sentiment hollow phrases
leading nowhere left no trace persistence vain illusion no residues of
gone rejoicing
retarded steps reach stillstand time treated without awe or respect
remote echoes of the sick gods' laughter mocking me mocking everything
figure in motion
running nowhere ever horizon lies promises will always go up into thin
air slow motion shade escaped just turned to dust high hope battered
into mud raven wet
your black beak with blood of the hopeful never shed another tear for
you for me for mankind running fast arriving nowhere ridiculous gloomy
sorrow have a
laugh have a smoke try a jest choke your best quest of nothing a test a
real good jest quest of nothing going on and on and on into the spiral
down the abyss with
no ground lame accusations crying for no-one but only and ever for
oneself- the only one that matters threshold wears a mocking grin
coughing is the end
narrowness greets with clammy hands comic element is the only
ever-lasting god it's a joke it's a joke so make a jest giggling
laughter sign of the eternal sounds
merry name of which is lost hope my tasty earwax drops into your mouth
for years uncounted i gathered dirt in my ear joyless jester warms the
foolish heart
search for the center of all and everything on the terrace high above
the city of fallen angels gods may walk with scornful smiles