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Taken by the Throat

(1995)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresGroove Metal, Thrash Metal
LabelsNo Bull
Album rating :  72.5 / 100
Votes :  2
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Taken by the Throat Lyrics

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Submitted by level Skullgrindere       Last modified by level Besi Karat
1. Healium (4:14)
You can turn the cross upside down or kick it around
You can turn the cross upside down –
the shape will stay the same
You can play with fire but some day it will burn all your hate
You can cut the truth out of its frame –
its keepers will remain
Healium won’t save your soul
You can learn a lot bout geometry as even shoot your teacher
the little fucker’s waiting for you in the next dark corner
You can close your window to the world when it scares you
The winds of war will find a door –
find a door to blow through
Healium won’t save your soul
Find a way – healium – to get out of this place
Get your overdose of healium today !
2. Taken by the Throat (3:51)
So much wisdom in grey backyards
Tough cuts to crack too proud
to start, road is inside open
all trains are gone, this world’s
too old to be taken by the throat
It all starts
and ends so soon
in a room away from home
Run or crawl laugh or cry
Work or play tell me why
It’s where you’re going to
Not where you’re from it’s what you’re
heading for
the race is on, Road is wide
open as trains are gone
Wise man’s camp too far from home
3. Fatal Vision (4:38)
Walking with zombies
cheaper by the dozen
Fugitives from a chaingang
Better leave the bishop’s wife
Lady in cement takes our hand
Before worlds collide

Fatal vision – Lost horizon
Pick up the truth or you will lose
Pick up the gun or run

Pretend you’re dead
or turn your head
Stay tuned when worlds collide
The last of the innocent
Shakes the devil’s hand
The only goat in paradise
takes the promised land

Fatal vision – Lost horizon
Pick up the truth or you will lose
Pick up the gun or run

Your billion-dollar-brain
Ain’t worth a dime
When fugitives dig for the pain
Better leave the bishop’s wife
Lady in cement
You stand alone
when worlds collide
4. Fire Ignites (4:25)
Fire ignites
Burns your wheels of fortune
Lack of luck and lack of time
(You) Can keep your wheels turning
Fire ignites
Burns your wheels of fortune
With lack of fiends and lack of friends
Life ain’t that amazing
Bang your drum
Shake your head
Crack yourself
None cares
Time is up
To create
Special things
The real thing
Saw you climb a tree today
To the top to play the ape
Scream until your voice is dead
None will touch the ape
Found your wheels of fortune
Flat close to the tree
Gave all the air my lungs could give
And all my sympathy
Fire ignites
All around the place
The man on the tree keeps banging his drum
Sone-cold but free
Fire ignites
All around the place
Bang your drum
Shake your head or
Crack yourself
5. Obey (3:38)
6. Condemnation (4:22)
Your world’s in a state of polarization
Condemnation, aggravation
Step aside or stand in line with crawling fools
There’s a snowstorm in your room
It’s summertime

And every day’s the same old thing
You’d better face reality

From all the borders, all the fences
You declare your independence

Free, you feel free

See the triumphs and the glories
See the people tell their stories

Free, they’re all free

And every day’s the same old thing
You’d better face reality

Like a hyperactive child you move
Like an old blind man you shoot
The smallest killer ain’t innocent

Don’t shoot when you can’t shoot straight

And every day’s the same old thing
You’d better face reality
7. Blasting in Progress (6:20)
Friends hurt friends, what can you say
Who’s to blame when friends lie dead
Blasting in progress, scares you to death
The mouse that roars won’t save the world
Wise blood in a time-lock, raising a riot
Small heroic son with the pulse of a gun
I don’t believe in angels, they keep falling first
I believe in nightmares, I’ve seen them in your eyes

You suck the blood
From TV-screens
You lick the pain
From magazines

Space is narrow, you’re so far out
A world left to bleed as your time runs out
Caged birds don’t sing, don’t laugh, don’t cry
Turn yourself and crawl inside
Now the day has come you wished you’d never see
Walk through a cage as the earth stands still

You suck the blood
From TV-screens
You lick the pain
From magazines

And when you lie right in my face
You think that we will rearrange
And when you burn our neighborhood
You’ll feel the strength through brotherhood
There’s no warning and no reasons
Where’s your future, where does time go ?

Friends hurt friends, what can you say
Who’s to blame when friends lie dead
Caged birds don’t sing, don’t laugh, don’t cry
Turn yourself and crawl inside
Wise blood raising a riot
I don’t believe in angels, they keep falling first
I believe in nightmares, I’ve seen them in your eyes

You suck the blood
From TV-screens
You lick the pain
From magazines
8. The Slug (4:20)
plastic visions
caught your eyes
downtown
where it’s cold’n blue
need a place to hide your mind
or your brain’s gonna explode
burn your eyes
burn your soul
cut off your head
who takes you home ?
got a reason to live
when you’re headless ?
got a place to stay
when it’s nameless ?
where’s the brain,
the hope, the name ?
feel the pain and go insane
the attitude stinks
as well as the tone
you only live once
the story’s so old
the lazy slug
talks a lot
lives the nameless easy life
crawling home
no alibi
no witness for the defense in sight
life ain’t that dramatic
old-school dogmatists
waste their time
with plastic visions
9. Stonefaced (3:40)
what if they transmit the real life
what if they don’t check their head
there’s no message
just crown appearance
say what you think then start to think
live in hope
say silent prayers
try, fail, check another channel
light a fag
that’s good protection
when you stand barefoot in the snow
stone-faced
at my appearance
give your best
to get me wrong
pregnant love-doll heads for action
dressed in black with headphones on
pregnant love-doll dayglo abortion
at the crossroad with headphones on
barefoot babies kick blue helmets
salty tears on desert sand
zero hour’s a special hour
traffic-lights remainin’ red
10. Amnesia (5:32)
the next step back is a reminder
to the truth that we all face
to the minds that settled down
our efforts might go to waste
trying to remember
the day, the face, the sorrow
trying to remember
the face that’s out of sight now
got my eyes straight ahead
too little, too much, too soon, too late
I’m sitting on a window pane
I’m outside and I’m looking in
shut my mouth cause I was scared
hid the feelings that should’ve been bared
I’m scared of always being wrong
of course I’m scared of being born
after all is done and said
I’d like to rest my weary head !
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