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Vikings of the Wasteland
01:45
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Frozen in a glacier until the end of time
Awaken to a wasteland ruled by force and vicious crime
Unleash the war machine and grab your axe
Unleash hell, our time to rule is now
Throughout the waste, there’s now a scourge
Spreading war and misery all across this cursed earth
Makeshift settlements are plagued by these mighty Norsemen
That which is rebuilt is teared down
Vikings of the wasteland – defying our fate
Vikings of the wasteland – unleash the hate
Vikings of the wasteland – rule the waste
Vikings of the wasteland – Valhalla awaits
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Face-eater
01:16
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Rotting flesh between his teeth
He’s on the prowl for meat
You won’t live to tell, he’ll eat your face
And you will face defeat
Face-eater, he’ll kill tonight
Face-eater, blood spilled tonight
Face-eater, he’ll kill tonight
Death by face removal
Victims unidentified
Of the face nothing remains
There’ll be another kill tonight
Another victim slain
Curfew issued, empty streets
Still people are killed
Succulent meat of face
He’ll have his hunger stilled
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DFA
01:32
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Buenos Aires is no more
We have no chance of going home
Deep in hostile territory
In the quarantine zone
Klendathu was a mishap
We’ll have no more of that
We’re on our way to Planet P
To get those fuckers back
Welcome to the Roughnecks – DFA
Rasczak’s Roughnecks - DFA
We’ll take their queens, we’ll take their brains
To protect the federation
We’ll have every bug slain
To prevent an invasion
Operation Bughouse failed
Now we’re thinking Q bomb
We’ll send those fuckers back to hell
Back where they belong
Welcome to the Roughnecks - DFA
Rico’s Roughnecks - DFA
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Worship the Bomb
02:07
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A degenerate race of sewer dwelling mutants
Living in a tunnel beneath a city of graves
Shielding from the wasteland, their inmost sanctum
Praying for a new dawn and to be saved
The future holds no numerous gods
There is only one – We worship the bomb
Push the button, living death forever
The final solution – We worship the bomb
Hiding their faces from all but their new God
Those who seek refuge are held up in chains
Worship is daily, ceremonial praises
To the one who can destroy all life that remains
Operational controls in their subterranean church
One push away from thermonuclear death
Their God stands awaiting the final command
An entire planet draws it’s last breath
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Bikes are for Bruisers
02:16
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The world is dying
Before our eyes
No use in crying
Everybody dies
The sissies and the mama’s boys
Keep burning fossil fuel
That’s fucking lame, that’s fucking dumb
Because bikes are fucking cool
Bikes are for bruisers
Bike fast, die now, no way, no how
Handlebars shining
Mount up, lets ride
No use in whining
Everybody dies
We’ll pedal hard, we’ll pedal fast
On cue, on point, on time
Hardcore punks on bicycles
Beyond reason and rhyme
Biking bruisers
Walking losers
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Purified Mutation
02:02
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Purified mutation
Forged in toxic chemicals
Send me to hell – Let me suffer for my crimes
Send me to hell – The mutilation of a newborn child
Watch me burn – The wasteland shaped me into this beast
Watch me burn – I’ve fed on humans whenever I’ve pleased
Purified mutation
Feral senses bred in blood
Send me to hell – My body forged by science and pain
Watch me burn – Twisted my mind and made me insane
Purified mutation
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Natas Liah
01:53
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I pledge my soul to the dark one below
I’m doing his bidding, I’ll kill in his name
Surrender your body, surrender your soul
Hellfire’s rising, he’s taking his claim
Surrender your soul, surrender your life
I’ll quench my thirst with the blood of your child
The dead awaken to feed of the living
Apocalypse’s coming, there’s no time to spare
Demons are reaping the blood of virgins
Churches are burning, God dies in despair
Natas liah
Gluttony, murder, die by your sins
Saints mutilated, men put to the test
Unholy terror, the slaughter begins
All die by fire, the torment of flesh
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Cut off my Balls
00:59
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This world is so damn bogus
I don’t see enough death
Instead folks procreate
It’s got me so upset
But I will make difference
One man can make a change
My seed is mine to keep
But I’m sure they’ll call me insane
Cut off my balls
Cut off my balls
I will not contribute
I will not procreate
I will not be a part of
The continuum of man
I want to end this virus
I’ve got a simple plan
No offspring will I leave
No child will bare my name
I’m setting an example
But I’m sure they’ll call me insane
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Tramwreck Sweden
We are a hardcore band from the island of Hisingen located in Gothenburg, Sweden. We like to play fast and write songs about Satan of whom we are great fans.
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