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B.A.C.K.

(1999)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresThrash Metal
LabelsDiehard Music
Album rating :  85 / 100
Votes :  2
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B.A.C.K. Lyrics

(10)
Submitted by level Besi Karat
1. Cybermind (4:01)
We will cut you down to your basic parts
We will make sure that you can perform our deeds

We will build you up and we will replace
So you fit the to standards of our new race

Phase 2 is inside your head
Can't you see? Are you blind?
Mankind's self-created threat – Cybermind
Unable to communicate
All is gone, everyone
Programmed to annihilate

You’ll be sniffing around immortality
On-line with our mainframe so we can see

Phase 2 is inside your head
Can't you see? Are you blind?
Mankind's self-created threat – Cybermind
Unable to communicate
All is gone, everyone
Programmed to annihilate

Phase 2 is inside your head
Can't you see? Are you blind?
Mankind's self-created threat – Cybermind
Unable to communicate
All is gone, everyone
Programmed to annihilate - Cybermind
2. How Do You Feel (4:01)
You build yourself up in plastic, removing the signs of age
You pay for plastic surgery, to get a grip on the pace
And every day you wake up smiling, knowing you look fine
‘Cause you have paid a lot of money, to get “lifted” from behind

The skin around your face is thin and tightened to the bone
Your nose got lifted from within, your hair is not your own
Your body looks as if you worked out, you ain’t done a thing
‘Cause if you did, the risk would be, the cracking of your skin

How do you feel? Knowing you ain’t you
How do you feel? When you look at you
How do you feel? Can you count the scars
How do you feel? Do you feel like the stars

Plastic surgery
Inhuman, can’t you see
So fuck you living deads
Get plastic in your heads

How do you feel?
How do you feel?
Tell me how do you feel?

The sucktion of your hips and thighs were just a little thing
The adjustments made to you in time, are countless and obscene
I wonder what is left of you, how much you’ve got inside
I wonder what you did in time, to choose this way to hide

How do you feel? Knowing you ain’t you
How do you feel? When you look at you
How do you feel? Can you count the scars
How do you feel? Do you feel like the stars

Plastic surgery
Inhuman, can’t you see
So fuck you living deads
Get plastic in your heads
3. Out of the Trash (4:00)
Why tell - these lies - evryone will see right through
That Hell - those cries - changing with the weather
Once out – then back – and now you’ve got a chance to show
You’re weak – you’ll crack – you know what it’s all about

You’ve seen – it all – nothing here to raise a brow
Could not – be worse – so try to make it better
No choice – no way – as a person you must grow
Within – yourself – lies the answer

You fight – you bleed – you know it ain’t no use
You crave – you need – all you can do is lose
You cry – you whine – you are a sad excuse
You fight – you bleed – you know it ain’t no use
You crave – you need – all you can do is lose
You cry – you whine – you are a sad excuse
You’re out of the trash

Can’t wait – no more – have to find a passage through
Been here – before – obeyed it to the letter
Your will – is weak – must chance it in a single blow
To break – the chains – that tie you to this place

You fight – you bleed – you know it ain’t no use
You crave – you need – all you can do is lose
You cry – you whine – you are a sad excuse
You fight – you bleed – you know it ain’t no use
You crave – you need – all you can do is lose
You cry – you whine – you are a sad excuse
You're out of the trash
4. Final Show (5:27)
Why will you deny the fact, that you have never won
When you play the final act, your fate has just begun

You’re suffering from amnesia, forgotten what you did
But on the floor the corpses lie, a crime you did commit

1st degree murder, straight to the chair you’ll go
1st degree murder, it’ll be your final show

You must recieve your punishment, as written by the law
Accepting what the jury said, you have to die you know

1st degree murder, straight to the chair you’ll go
1st degree murder, it’ll be your final show

Tonight’s the night you’ll wait no more, your final hour’s near
Behind the bars where you reside, reach out and touch the fear
You never notice time could run, as fast as it does now
There’s no excuse, no miracles, no where, no what, no how

The chair awaits you silently, have you got any final words?
A cigaret, a meal maybe? A ticket off this world
A minister will ask you to confess to all your sins
You ask him if he’s got a lifetime, the devil in you wins

You went out to do your deed, the darkness in your mind
The voices deep within your head, commands you to do crime

Controlled by an unnamed source, from deep within yourself
You’re just a schizophreniac, so may you rot in hell

1st degree murder, straight to the chair you’ll go
1st degree murder, it’ll be your final show

The pardon that you hoped for, got stuck somewhere in time
So now you’ve gotta take what’s coming, get punished for your crime
So down the hallway you will go, to ride the chair of light
The is your lead role, you’re the one, lights, camera, action
5. WWW (3:54)
I sit down on my ass, then I turn on my PC
Diagnostics, virus-scan, I have to wait and see
Then my set-up tells me, that it’s OK to come in
Everything is alright, my session can begin

I hook up on the Internet, I sit and chat a while
I find someone I think I know, though I’ve never seen her smile
It’s getting kinda personal, my feelings are involved
She’s coming home to me, man, my problems could be solved

World Wide Web
World Wide Web

Triple W, I’m in love with you
You’re my friend when the day is through
Tell me what to do, to make you love me too
I just can’t survive without you

She tells me all the things, that she would like to do to me
She urges me to buy a web-cam, so we can see
I rush down to the store, to buy the hardware I need
I hurry back, I link it up, I set to highest speed

World Wide Web
World Wide Web

Triple W, I’m in love with you
You’re my friend when the day is through
Tell me what to do, to make you love me too
I just can’t survive without you

Triple W, I’m in love with you
You’re my friend when the day is through
Tell me what to do, to make you love me too
I just can’t survive without you

Oh no, she’s a he!
What Went Wrong?
6. Violent Breed (3:48)
Take you life, I’m gonna take your life
Homicide, let’s make it genocide

Run and hide, why don’t you run and hide
Step aside, why don’t you step aside

Searching for a victim, anyone will do
If you don’t stay inside tonight, my victim could be you
I’m not selective, I don’t care, just wanna see you die
I’m out there on the streets tonight, so kiss your ass goodbye

See if you can take the heat
I’m not the therapy you need
The urge inside, I’ve gotta feed
Spawn from a violent breed

See you die, I wanna see you die
Ask me why, don’t ever ask me why

Searching for a victim, anyone will do
If you don’t stay inside tonight, my victim could be you
I’m not selective, I don’t care, just wanna see you die
I’m out there on the streets tonight, so kiss your ass goodbye

See if you can take the heat
I’m not the therapy you need
The urge inside, I’ve gotta feed
Spawn from a violent breed
7. Theatrical Exposure (3:57)
I turn on my TV
I get on my knees
And pray for a good show tonight

But what do I see?
Abnormality
I must get it out of my sight

This bad feeling in me
Comes from what I see
I’m watching a talkshow tonight

This host’s doing her best
At making her guests
Exposing their demons to light

You pathetic, don’t you know?
Appearing on the show
Showing your perversion really makes you go

Minorities will come alive
Men cheating on their wives
Degenerates of any kind
Theatrical exposure

Minorities will come alive
Men cheating on their wives
Degenerates of any kind
Theatrical exposure
Theatrical exposure

So now you have shown
The world of your own
You’re sick and it’s plain to see

Ten minutes of fame
They mention your name
Now anything goes on TV

You pathetic, don’t you know?
Appearing on the show
Showing your perversion really makes you go

Minorities will come alive
Men cheating on their wives
Degenerates of any kind
Theatrical exposure

Minorities will come alive
Men cheating on their wives
Degenerates of any kind
Theatrical exposure
Theatrical exposure
8. B.A.C.K. (3:48)
Think about what you would do, if all predictions should come true
If we were meant to be erased, to disappear without a trace
Nature tells us everywhere, soon we’re running out of air
The resources are running dry, we don’t even fucking try

Can’t you see we’re running loose, when all we have to do is choose
Let’s not make our children pay, millions die everyday
Poisoned by the food they eat, can’t even get a chunk of meat
The water in the well ran dry, so all that we can do is die

Blowing up the world
Anarchy unfurled
Chaos, mayhem, greed
Killing our own breed

Brought to sudden death
As the Prophet said
Coming from behind
Killing our own kind

We toy with tpxic pollution, we play with nuclear fusion
Take a look around, it’s everywhere you see
We breathe it, we taste it, we’re getting slowly wasted
There myust be something somebody can do

It vital, it’s crucial, it’s motherfucking fatal
We heave to stop or we will erase ourselves
The men with the power, sitting in their towers
We have to stop them, on no-one will survive

We have to realized our fate, we have to move, it’s not too late
It takes the help of everyone, there is much working to be done
The human race must change its course, must saddle up another horse
If we don’t do, the human race will disappear without a trace

Blowing up the world
Anarchy unfurled
Chaos, mayhem, greed
Killing our own breed

Brought to sudden death
As the Prophet said
Coming from behind
Killing our own kind

Blowing up the world
Anarchy unfurled
Chaos, mayhem, greed
Killing our own breed

Brought to sudden death
As the Prophet said
Coming from behind
Killing our own kind
9. The Cure (3:18)
Look at me, it’s plain to see, that I’m no longer here
Can you find me?
They took it all away from me, my mind is out somewhere

They analyze my every move, they strap me to this bed
Set me free
They want to do a labotomy, they want to cure my head

Drain the pressure from my brain
Suck the juice from me
Sane, I’ll never be again
So tell me what you see

They tell me I’m no longer fit to live my life out there
Decide for me
Pacified, neutralized, so I’m staying here

Drain the pressure from my brain
Suck the juice from me
Sane, I’ll never be again
So tell me what you see
10. Paparazzi (4:07)
You bend it, you shape it, you squeeze and then you rape it
You just don’t know what you really do
For money, for power, each minute of the hour
You just can’t see that your lie shines through

A legend, a story, a fight for love and glory
Takes place all the time, according to the news
A picture, a photo, a close-up or a total
You just don’t care if a victim dies on you

A killer, a rapist, a dangerous escapist
You’d rather see the story, than see the justice to be done
A boozer, a junkie, a sex-molested monkey
I just don’t get it, is something wrong with you?

A winner, a sinner, a big expensive dinner
There is no end to your lack of common sense
A warzone, a dryzone, got people out of their home

A kill, a thrill, you don’t care if you lie
You have to sell, to keep your job alive
As cold as ice, you don’t care if they cry
There’s no remorse, even when they die

It’s on the streets, the press is loose
Everytime the day breaks through
The news today will make its way
And somehow find its way to you

A model, a rock star, the wrecking of a fast car
You get more famous when you’re dying on the news
A hijack, a stockcrack, a politician’s sexlack

A kill, a thrill, you don’t care if you lie
You have to sell, to keep your job alive
As cold as ice, you don’t care if they cry
There’s no remorse, even when they die

It’s on the streets, the press is loose
Everytime the day breaks through
The news today will make its way
And somehow find its way to you
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