Juggernaut
release: March 27th 2009 on Wacken Records
06. Motör-Heavy Piss-Take
Mixed & Mastered by Jakob Hansen
Head-On Collision
release: Feb 16th 2007 on Armageddon Records
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Andy Classen
Octane
release: Jan 13th 2006 without a label
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Rob
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Boneless
[ Juggernaut ]
a sphere to run to, a place to deploy yourself
boundless in bliss
shut down the day and enter the Neverland
free admission
yeah be the one, the McClane who saves the day
undefeated
boneless you're streaming
fear awaits in darkened places, sanity at stake
futile to try to escape, the story ends when you awake
but on the other hand a place where you lose control
unprotected
you try to strike a match but it always breaks in two
try in vain and
you want to use a phone but no numbers come to mind
flee and wake up
boneless you're streaming
unbridled dreaming
abandon all reason for good
feeling so lost inside
boneless nightmare
awake
boneless, dream away |
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Grow a Storm
[ Juggernaut ]
a lifetime spent in submission
breathe the fire that's meant for them
a mirror for what has been done
for the mirror for what´s been back then
hidden scars and scared black eyes
a hardened shell well-trained in lies
reflexes that are in so deep
and the door´s locked when it's time to sleep
thorns that sting too deep
in eyes that are too blind
gagged and bound in life
these wounds will always bleed
reckless with words, deeds and curses
belt, fist, secrets, mark deep inside
bottle is closed, something moulders and festers
sowing the wind that will grow a storm
hate the hater
loveless shell
drown in drugs it's sufferable
going the path that is a spiral
not ahead, but down it leads
to the bottom of society
creating their reflection
the victim becomes perp |
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Done & Dusted
[ Juggernaut ]
you and I are not forever
so they say, there ain't no shelter
take it as it is because
every day could be your last
me and you, we´ve both been through
highs and lows, thats how it goes
but I moved on, to conquer all
burn your ships like Cortez did
call it quits
a better attitude
a futuristic mood
the storyteller´s mute
a punchline that just goes like this:
you see, you cling fast to your yesterdays
"and that's why I
turn my head"
is what you said
"and lick the wounds
from which I´ve bled"
there is no use in looking back
confidence is what you lack
what´s gone is gone - the die is cast
can't be undone - decisions last
burn your ships like Cortez did
done and dusted
caught and busted
done and dusted
call it quits
a punchline that just goes like this:
you see, you cling fast to your yesterdays
and swallow these bitter tears
set out for what will be
it's all done and dusted
how do you live with yourself?!
whining, rewinding, regretting, wallowing in pain
no complaint - no missing sense
no lack of aim - no use of fence
no rewind back into the past
burn your ships like Cortez did
call it quits
you see, you cling fast to your yesterdays and swallow these bitter tears
set out for what will be
the past is just legacy |
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Closing Credits
[ Juggernaut ]
it´s been a month or two, separate ways to avoid
the other half and so we forgot how we’ve been annoyed
minor matters grew, the base got dispensable
a single pebble thrown, shattered our status quo
breathe dust, drink mud, eat stone
constrained, accursed and lonesome
befogged, despaired, undone
leaves me demented like a
horror addict
psychopathic
hate replaced remaining rapture
loss of soulfulness and common structure
you shift all blame on me
what for?!
sewage always seeks the drain
and words you say will leave a scar in me
I filled the gap you left with ego trips, booze and whores
there´s a rusty blade left to fester in your wound
I gave a shit about, too cold a shoulder to lean on
it doesn’t make me proud, hate me for what I´ve become
no sorry eases pain
it's too late for regrets
the first strike smashed your crown
the only victim is you
it’s my fault
but words you said and things you did have left a scar in me |
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The Set-up
[ Juggernaut ]
all that you wish for in your life
is being famous, being like
stars on screens and in magazines
sipping drinks in stretched limousines
audition for a casting show
to get exploited strip your soul
hop or top the spotlight rules
playing the game, playing the saint, being the dazzler on the loose
set up, money made
parse the need to sell and feed
nothing´s won
(when you´re) trying to
play the game and
smile at three
(cockeyed) judges for
their affirmation
it´s pathetic
collapsing bitches, crying men
a copycat, fanatic fan
muscleman with female voice
justly sneared at, it´s the public's choice
showmanship on stage you don´t deserve |
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Motör-Heavy Piss-Take
[ Juggernaut ]
this is the motör-heavy piss-take
let me show you:
God or how he’s called
he justifies you all
false worship to confess, you fear the demons that you bless
“oh father I’ve sinned but regret it all
for sure you’ll condone so I‘ll do some more”
wake up, mendacious brainwash!
You are mendaciously brainwashed!
That’s bollocks for me!
a thousand wars, a million dead, faith forced upon,
to rape, to kill, break and bruise, pillage, scourge and burn
reset your mind, trust a logical adjudication
forget your personal crusade and take a vacation
no more lies, no poor illusion
behold the unfeigned solution
life means:
1. to discover
2. to coexist – circles intertwine
3. open–mindedness – two wrongs make no right
banned, bound, entranced and blessed
coerced obedience, a human nonetheless
fuck your motör-heavy piss-take!
fuck off!
disengage your mind
from obsolete doctrine
break the chains that still
arrest your thoughts and bind your will
watch for the sunset, a new dawn has come
a wider horizon, there for everyone |
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Juggernaut
[ Juggernaut ]
jump inside or run for your life
a never felt shockwave, the swarm of the hive
like clouds hide the sun
you are a victim of a proper confrontation and your picket fence world dyes grey
thrown back, stricken down, perplexed you're lying prone
ruts of ravage left on our way
it makes you say - wow! what´s that?
tournado - strong as a juggernaut
it grades you too - your place, your foundation
won't let go - no hostage, we're breaking your
world in two - never sparing any piece of shit
we spread the thrill through countries and continents
head crash addicted, the forehead ahead
like clouds hide the sun
what comes next?
never sparing any piece or anyone
it is up to you
fuck off or rejoice
never sparing anything or any part of your small life that makes me sick |
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No Pattern
[ Juggernaut ]
how could you ever think you know
anything about the things that I do
anything about the music I play
and anything about the things I'm up to
because you heard some people talk about me
when you walk down the street
that doesn't mean you know anything about me
but you think you know about me
you see me as what you wanna see me
it's sad for you because I´m a never gonna be
anybody except who I wanna be
but never ever who you expect me to be
you heard what the people chat, what the people say
see me how I act, but I just play
you heard the rumours and believe them
you got to ease, fam, I'm just teasing
now I´ve got to say it's about that time to break the boundaries, it's my time
I'm not who you think, or what you wannna see, I'm what I wanna be, it's my time, I'll
shine
you wanna make me fit in your pattern but it's not too easy, I'm not gonna fit
in the pattern you'd like me to be in, you need to stop that thing
it's chaos we're made of
(and you know that you can't stop us)
impulsive perfection
it's chaos we're made of
(and you know that you can't stop us)
impulsive, undisputed selection
and further more you better don't hate on me or my peeps
because we achieved some things you cannot achieve
and you can believe
sometimes I went in too deep
it got hard to breathe, I could hardly sleep
thoughts rushed my head
I could hardly get my rest
I'm so focused on getting the best
and now you wanna try to tell me that I messed up
it's a lie, stop acting like you know me, because you ain't got a clue
man, why are you still acting, why?
this just ain't looking too good on you
better know the fact that it doesn't make sense
to hate because you just wanna be friends
I ain't got time for your crap
I´m a gonna what, I´m a gonna what, I´ll take the next step
back that shit and smack that shit
Now move |
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Piss Drunk
[ Juggernaut ]
fuzz-free and totally wasted stumbling down the line
a maniac´s double vision flashing through my mind
play the clown - behaviour sucks
reasons drown - the kong going nuts
the beer goggles are getting fatter
sip by sip they're looking better
this is our time, our pint, our night
so, cheers to you!
raise your drinks and cheers to here and now!
cheers to you!
no regrets - piss drunk we yell for more
everybody's dancing, overcoming their inhibitions
singing along the favourite songs, merry go round
a drunken guy - who speaks the truth
a big balled girl - dazed and confused
we loosen up, defenses drop
a rush that doesn´t ever stop
one more |
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T.i.A.
[ Juggernaut ]
born with an ak-47 in hand
used to blood in your hood
every week you lose a friend to war
tossed into a vicious circle
take the position that has been foregone
capable of anything so
be prepared ´cause this is Africa
shape and fate resembles
the skull a synonym of death
one child per carat turns a pale neck to red
diamonds are a girl´s best friend
and fiend to those whose blood is shed
trapped inside a vicious circle
take the position that has been foregone
capable of anything so
be prepared ´cause this is Africa
geared for gain an eye on profit, on another genocide
guns against some rotten sticks, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
playing the warlord in a game of domino
once it rolls the whole chain falls
one hits next, each after all
locked inside a vicious circle
t.i.A. – hey, this is Africa |
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Theopractical
[ Head-on Collision ]
this is the dusk that breaks at 6 am
day in day out
you keep the child inside a man
but introverted
frustration
has become a habit in time
true lie
you’re selling your cunt for a line
just swallow
and learn how to love, not to spit
keep tasting
and feel how you’re losing the grip
life’s colliding – it’s all changing
life’s colliding – my theopractical life
your death goes on right from day one
the clock goes tick
to reach the top you kneel deep down
the way’s to creep and crawl
take seat
convincingly release your fart
cold heat
you’re knowing your target by heart
transparent mask
you’re smiling while hiding your fears
final task
you’re living the love tasting tears
hear: life is calling
see: life goes on
real life is calling
see: life is crashing down |
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Welcome to the Pit
[ Head-on Collision ]
feel the sweat in the hand
see the back of a man
go ahead to the front, to the bowl of blood
and then the lights are going down
welcome to the pit and they’re starting the sound
come on we’ll fire it up to the ecstasy
about 40 degrees, stifled cough to breathe
getting kicked to the front
to the left and back
and when you’re hitting the ground
you’ve got no second to count until
they’re pulling you up to go on and on
i have not forgotten that i self-destruct to get the power
that gives me this type of strength
on the ground of the pain
we’ve got no damned and no saint
we’re all just the same dark silhouettes
who’re all singing the verse
instead of call out a curse
and we’re coupling high to our max, so
55 degrees…...
bell rings in my head: welcome to the pit
i have not forgotten how to self-destruct for rockin’
trying not to collapse
blocking all of the checks
celebrate in the wave that we build at once
it is a thing to believe in: voluntary receiving
come on we’re rolling it on, watch the circle go
66 degrees...
sweat is running down my face
it burns in my eyes again
blast it up! |
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Stampmark
[ Head-on Collision ]
the way you walk, the way you talk
you silly piece of blown up pork
you make me puke right away
two more words you make my day
the stampmark pressed into your face
kick me hard the message says
you broke the rules without a shame
stampmark but listen trouble is my name, so
eye of the devil
rise to hell level
i’m gonna push your turn-off switch
cause you have gone way too far
i rock you down and hit you hard
i like your smile while spitting blood
you fool, you’re going another way
for every game you play on me
you’ve got an expensive price to pay
you’ve got the cash and will to stay
so sacrifice in agony |
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Chainsaw Symphony
[ Head-on Collision ]
chainsaw’s singing
turn on the engine, smell the fuel
the thrill is overwhelming
it kicks, it grinds right through it all
vibrations apprehending
it’s roaring
control what gravity befalls
you’re bawling, loud calling
its sound just dominates
can’t be drowned out
deadly frequency
a chainsaw symphony
feast upon the purest zeal
it’s screaming right through me
never-ending play
now concentrate, apply the blade
decide what stands, what falls
the threat is omnipresent
dissecting lives and walls
keep sawing - the thrill is overwhelming
steam rising - you’re running blind, destruction left behind
chainsaw’s singing out loud
now cut it off, you’re playing god
disrupt one from another
chainsaw symphony an ancient creation
worth’s nothing you should bother
berserker - the thrill is overwhelming
massacre - a rolling stone keeps grading everything
my chainsaw can’t be stopped |
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Jericho
[ Head-on Collision ]
toil: let me see what is in store for me
coil: incessantly clutch at the straw
raw: blast at me straining the nerve, inner
law: the will to be strikes back and forces to
stand up – brace yourself
sort out – what ain’t right
keep up – don’t you turn
kick start – let it burn
f.a.s.t.e.r. we’re going faster
n.o.s. deforms, warping reality
charge rough straight ahead
into the next disaster
no chance to brake
no fear to crash right through the
walls enclosing time
jericho of mine
seethe: deep inside, boiling point far behind
heave: up my frights, dash ’em far out of sight
glow: cauterize blackest rot searing hot
grow: giant size is what you become, so
stand up – brace yourself
sort out – what ain’t right
keep up – don’t you turn
kick start – let it burn
droning horns to start the jailbreak
sound will free the slave of time
abandon myself and relish
the accomplished goals of mine
break down the walls of jericho |
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In the End
[ Head-on Collision ]
you’re walking down the delight road
to melt into that
pleasure chord, you said
to teach a lot of what you were
respecting friends
and taking care of them
time too short to bury your
good gifts and strength - keep you alive at all
a bit in you, a bit in me
together to eternity we said
you won’t fade
a look up there, a look inside
a stone to touch, a tear to hide the pain
buddies talk about destiny
excusing faults that cannot be redeemed
the train has left, the shot is done
the time is lost
the game of life goes on
your curtain falls
we’re calling on
still hoping, but no encore comes at all
i feel clean inside
in the end
man, i lost you
that gap hurts deep inside
man, i’m calling for you again
for sure you’re in for better times
to take your seat where you belong and then
keep some place in your own line
remember us, we’ll follow in the end
do you still taste, do you still feel
the cold, the heat, the love and hate around
just send little signs to me
if things are still as they have been before |
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High Octane
[ Head-on Collision ]
you spread your hands above me
to treat me like a fool
high octane i can say that anything that i do
makes me one of those fucks reflecting you
i can’t stand that pain
dark god is inside me
this is the laughter you deserve
i set the law you break
i won’t howl about what you fake
‘cause i hit so proud
i spit aloud
i’m hoping to face confrontation
i won’t embrace the lie
cannot leave you alive
i’m hoping to face confrontation
i cannot stay
without a kill
i’ve got high octane
dark god is inside me
i can’t forget all the patience that
you sent to me in the past
i can’t forget all the sorrow that
you sent to me at last
now you can’t forget all the patience that
i sent to you in the past
you can’t forget all the sorrow that
i sent to you at last |
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Intimidation
[ Head-on Collision ]
i cannot get the news on screen
a headfuck day by day
out of hypocritical brains
been re-elected, not respected
war is not an action game
rise with me – against the control
proud we’ll be – the other side
raise your fist – against the control
support, all you anarchists
rock their butts to pieces
intimidation don’t you back down, resist!
take your stand – against the control
hand by hand – the other side
take a ride – against the control
hit them from the inner side
cry when you feel the same!
step by step in your own trap
on a one way track
it goes on and on again
and they’re sending it again and again
the disgusting spot with the flames
that burn BushFires hot
hit the christian, hit the nation
people in intimidation |
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Life of Riley
[ Head-on Collision ]
i’m questioning all that you are
accused of neglecting
the truth plain in sight
the judge is the conscience
the jury mankind
what about you now?
what about your fault?
how can you live with the hurt you allowed
bow your head in shame and see
who’s flawed, who’s fake
who gets fucked ‘till he bleeds
‘cause you’ve
only known the life of riley
never been a poor street whore
hey, what does the mirror reveal?
a grimace created by lies and deceit
how can you boast about life on the wild side
despising a real man who fights for his meal
what about you now?
what about your fault?
life of riley how can you live with the hurt you allowed
never ever tasted shit
the silver spoon’s got in the way |
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Carnophile
[ Head-on Collision ]
breathe in and breathe out
hungry, lying in wait for
searching prey just being a carnivore
seeking slightly sneaking living instinct
blind of the beat in the chest that pounds
red-eyed, tunnel-view fight
for the section, one direction
psycho horror, feel the power
rip the hip off
seems disgusting, worst construction
my opinion: natural being
run as fast as possible
natural killing hard and cruel
under attack – yeah this is natural
under attack – so fucking natural
run as fast as possible
splatter killing, mortal blow
short decision, killing mission
out of cover, one another
upside down on the lunch plate
set the banquet
stifle the quarry’s last despair
act just like you have learned it
show no mercy
top of the food chain, no rival there
closer...closer...closer...cut |
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One in a Million
[ Head-on Collision ]
they come with tanks and spread disdain
pumping down a culture’s fate
if young, if gran, if armed or not
for freedom in the name of god
and then you’re freaking and you’re seeking
for a victim of your mission
feel the pressure that is steaming
be the killer of the regime
i hate this fate
my hate is my way
hunt for you – hunt for me – hunt for everybody
could be you – could be me – could be anybody
hating you – hating me – hating everybody
feel no sorry, no worry for anybody
don’t you forget!
blood for oil and tears for all
kills and thrills of defend’s call
go alone to sacrifice
now run for revenge, try to die
can’t you see?
can’t you feel?
hating you – hating me – hating everybody
killing you – killing me – killing every fucking body
can’t you see there’s no way out of hell |
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Intimidation
[ Octane ]
I cannot get the news on screen
a headfuck day in day out
dumb shit of a hypocrite in pain
been re-elected not respected
war is not an action game!
rise with me – against the control
proud we’ll be – the other side
raise your fist – against the control
support, all you anarchists
rock their butts to pieces
I ain’t fucked up, do resist
take your stand – against the control
hand by hand – the other side
take a ride – against the control
hit them from the inner side
rock their butts to pieces
I ain’t fucked up, do resist
cry when you feel the same!
step by step in your own trap
on a one way track – it goes on and on again
And they’re sending it again and again
a disgusting spot with the flames
that burn as Bush fires hot
hit the Christian, hit the nation
people in intimidation |
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Welcome to the Pit
[ Octane ]
feel the sweat in the hand
see the back of a man
go ahead to the front, to the bowl of blood
and then the lights are going down
and they’re starting the sound
come on we’ll fire it up to the ecstasy
about 40 degrees, stifled, cough and breathe
getting kicked to the front, to the left and back
and when you’re hitting the ground
you’ve got no second to count
until they’re pulling you up to go on and on
I have not forgotten
that to self-destruct is the power that gives me this type of strength
on the ground of the pain
we’ve got no damned and no saint
we’re all just the same dark silhouettes
who’re all singing the verse instead of call out a curse
and we’re coupling high to our maximum
55 degrees…
bell rings in my head – welcome to the pit
I have not forgotten
how to self-destruct for rockin’
I have not forgotten
that to self-destruct is the power that gives me this type of strength
aiming not to collapse
blocking up all the checks
celebrate in the wave that we build at once
it is a thing to believe in: voluntary receiving
come on we’re rolling it on, watch the circle go
66 degrees...
sweat is running down my face
it burns in my eyes again
because I have not forgotten…
blast it up!!! |
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Stampmark
[ Octane ]
the way you walk, the way you talk
you silly piece of blown up pork
it makes me puke right away
two more words you make my day
the stampmark pressed into your face
kick me hard the message says
you broke the rules without a shame
but listen trouble is my name
so, eye of the devil – eye
rise to hell level – rise
I’m gonna push your turn-off switch
cause you’re going too far
I rock you down and hit you hard
I like your smile while spitting blood
you fool, you’re goin’ another way
for every pain you gain on me
you’ve got an expensive price to pay
you’ve got the cash and will to stay
to sacrifice in agony |
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In the End
[ Octane ]
you’re walking down the delight road
to melt and fit that pleasure chord, you said
you preached a lot of what you were
respecting friends and taking care of them
time’s too short to bury your
good gifts and strength - keep you alive at all
a bit in you a bit in me
together to eternity, we said
I won’t fade
a look up there, a look inside
a stone to touch, a tear to hide the pain
buddies talk about destiny
excusing faults that cannot be repeated
the train has left, the shot is done
the time is lost, the game of life goes on
your curtain falls, we’re calling on
still hoping, but no encore comes at all
I feel clean inside
man, I lost you
that gap hurts deep inside
man, I’m calling for you again
for sure you’re in for better times
so take your seat where you belong and then
keep some place in your own line
remember us, we’ll follow in the end
do you still taste, do you still feel
the cold, the heat, the love and hate around
just send little signs to me
if things are still as they have been before |
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One in a Million
[ Octane ]
they come with tanks and spread disdain
pumping down a culture’s fate
if young, if grand, if armed or not
for freedom in the name of God
and then you freak out and you’re seeking
for a victim of your mission
feel the pressure that is steaming
be the killer of the regime
I hate this fate
my hate is my way
hunt for you – hunt for me – hunt for everybody
could be you – could be me – could be anybody
hating you – hating me – hating everybody
feel no sorry, no worry for anybody
can’t you forget?
blood for oil and tears for all
thrills and kills of defend call
go alone to sacrifice
now run for revenge, try to die
can’t you see?
can’t you feel?
hating you – hating me – hating everybody
killing you – killing me – killing every fucking body
can’t you see there’s no way out of hell! |
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High Octane
[ Octane ]
you spread your hands above me,
you treat me like a fool
I can’t say that everything that I do
makes me one of those freaks, you want me to...
I can’t stand that pain - dark god is inside me
this is the laughter you deserve
I set the law you break
then I can’t hold out what you fake
cause I hit so proud
I hit so loud
I’m hoping - face confrontation
I cannot face the lie
cannot leave you alive
I’m hoping - face confrontation
I cannot stay
without a kill
I can’t stand that pain - dark god is inside me
I’ve got high octane - dark god is inside me
I can’t forget all the patience that you sent to me in the past
I can’t forget all the sorrow that you sent to me at last
now you can’t forget all patience that I sent to you in the past
you can’t forget all the sorrow that I send to you at last |
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