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Lost in Wonderland

(1989)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresThrash Metal
LabelsMetal Master Records
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Lost in Wonderland Lyrics

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1. Mister I.D.G.A.F. (6:16)
“This is a mirror of our indifference - small if it’s against our body, if it’s against our fellows...”

This is the story of a man
Black man for your soul, black man within
He makes you feel free with a cigarette
He makes vanish your fear if you drink some whiskey
He says, “Don’t fucking care, enjoy your life”

Then, then he’ll cry
Then, when the lungs are black
Then, he’s the first one crying
Then, when the liver is mushy

Now every cure is useless
Now you’re praying to God
Now that your liver is mushy
Now that your lungs are black

He’s the one building reactors
He makes chemical experiments for the pleasure of some purses
He pollutes the seas, “The oceans are so big, don’t care”
He puts power gas in the air, polluted with radioactive waste
He makes you saw at your own branch, forget what the future will bring

Then, then he’ll cry
Then, when a reactor has a breakdown
Then he’s the first one crying
Then, when the sea is boiling

Now, when there’s nothing to repair
Now that the air is a poisonous gas
Now that the rivers are a stinking backwater
Now you’re trying apologies

Later the understanding will come when the Reaper laughs at you
Later the understanding needs some dead bodies, needs a catastrophe
Later, it’s not the day after to determine your destiny, it’s the present when you create your death
Later, you damn the solutions, but it’s already too late

Later the understanding will come when the Reaper laughs at you
Later the understanding needs some dead bodies, needs a catastrophe
Later, it’s not the day after to determine your destiny, it’s the present when you create your death
Later, you damn the solutions, but it’s already too late

You can meet him everywhere, everyday
As a simple dealer of war-games or as a dealer of drugs
He sells arms to the Third World and causes genocide
He says, “I know it’s wrong, what I do,
But when I stop there will be others doing the same”

Then, then he’ll cry
Then, when a reactor has a breakdown
Then he’s the first one crying
Then, when the sea is boiling

Now, when there’s nothing to repair
Now that the air is a poisonous gas
Now that the rivers are a stinking backwater
Now you’re trying apologies
2. Lustful for Desaster (5:37)
“Many people, especially those reading only [the] rainbow press, seem to need catastrophes. And because many newspapers write about things in a way which isn’t true, they have an increasing edition – because they speak the same speech as these stupid people…”

Press never had such a big edition
Someone’s talking about ten thousand victims
While the first pictures are running over the screen
The whole world is burning for the killer news

The whole world turns on the TV
Reality is what you see
Hearts are beating faster
Lustful for disaster

Yesterday morning in the front of the post office
Life struggle in the middle of the street
A woman wants to commit suicide in her car
Tongues outside, eyes are open wide

She wants to commit suicide
People want to see it live
Hearts are beating faster
Lustful for disaster

The world is a big theatre
Death is the great spectacle
They’re buying death on paper
Big money with mankind’s fear

Headlines are filling your head everyday
With catastrophes and victims, disaster and disgraces
They’re making money with fate
Creating stories around nothing
What a satisfaction do some people find
To see a wounded or dying body lying on the street
Lustful they’re waiting for the next catastrophe
To have a topic for the chats of the next two weeks

Friday night, live and directly
Sister King Kong, the killer-catch queen
The whole damned world turns on the TV
Violence is what they need

The whole world turns on the TV
Reality is what you see
Hearts are beating faster
Lustful for disaster
3. Cry (2:30)
“Normally one is preaching [to] children to be honest – but the children will soon recognise that it will not help to get success in this world. But there are a few who will keep up this virtue and who will go the hard way in life…”

And so the dawn becomes stronger than the night
The first sunrays are breaking through the darkness
Hidden in a room, forgotten from time
A little child is embracing its pillow

Honesty and pureness don’t help living
In a world where might and falsehood are right
And it seems that all the pain of this damned world
Is breaking out in the tears of a little child
4. Evil Spray (6:02)
“’Sure, I know it’s not good for the atmosphere, but if I stop using spray then [a] thousand others will do it…’ – That may be the thoughts of many [of] you about the topic [of] fuel gas, and [it’s] exactly this way of thought – not from one, but from millions of idiots – [that] will destroy human life…”

Here I am, crossing through the sky
Here I am, your death is my aim

Hey, punks, I am what you need
I put your hair so high with a thousand colours, you’ll see
Dark Wave, New Wave, Shock Wave
Your outfit will be cool!
I’m useful too, to varnish
There’s no paintbrush that is painting, so clean how I’m spraying!
And in every household I’m irreplaceable
To polish cupboards, windows, to exterminate vermin

Then I’m flying so high, so high in the sky
To scrape in their ozone coat since there’ll be another hole
Fuel gas is my poison, skin cancer your death
You know it, but you keep on using me as you alone can’t change your world

Slow death will be your end
Your skin will burn slow under deadly sun rays
I’m the demon of the spray-box
And you’re meant to fulfil my mission
Violet will be the sky
Poison clouds will pass the air
This is Death’s vendetta, assumption of power
He’ll exterminate humanity

Slow death will be your end
Your skin will burn slow under deadly sun rays
I’m the demon of the spray-box
And you’re meant to fulfil my mission
Violet will be the sky
Poison clouds will pass the air
This is Death’s vendetta, assumption of power
He’ll exterminate humanity
5. Mimmo the Bull (4:57)
“This song describes, in an ironic way, the thoughts of a Macho-playboy and lady killer – It contains many quotations [from] these animals, called ‘Machos,’ which I heard in various discussions. And, here in Europe, [there] exists too many of ‘em…”

I’m a man, a hunter, and I’m hunting young tender flesh
Mimmo is my name, the women call me ‘The Bull’
I know how to amuse every bitch that I catch
Yes, I know what they’re looking for, a sledgehammer dick
They pretend to be sensitive, to need sweetness and love
Sometimes they’re crying to break somebody’s heart
You wipe away the tears while down there she’s wet
Hey man, it’s sure: she cries ‘cause she wants to fuck another time

I am the man – The strong sex, if you know
I am the man – The strong arm here at home
I am the man – I earn the money I’m the boss
I am the man – You must satisfy my needs

Sometimes I remember when I was a young pretty-boy
The little flirts with little girls soon broke my balls
I drank erotic licquer to be stronger in bed
The girls of the high-school like remember my name
I never missed a bag, I never missed a chance
I never said no, I’m always ready to strike
And when I don’t find food for my dick
There’s always my wife at home, waiting with wide-open legs

I am the man, I must go one, I have children and a wife
You’re the woman, the rib of a man, you’re born to serve the man
Giusy, my daughter, introduced a guy, a guy with long hair
I can’t believe it, my daughter with a guy looking like a girl!

Giusy, my daughter, introduced a guy, a guy with long hair
I can’t believe it, my daughter with a guy looking like a girl?
Hahahaha……

I am the man – The strong sex, if you know
I am the man – The strong arm here at home
I am the man – I earn the money I’m the boss
I am the man – You must satisfy my needs

I bought a video recorder and many, many movies
Porno, sex and red-lights – what’s the price of the world?
Yesterday there was a party with new, horny bitches
I had a relationship with Helen, but she was too fine
My wife Diana admires the Germans, but here the moral is ending
Diana is my wife!
My wife Diana admires the Germans, but here the moral is ending
Diana is my wife!
6. Where Eagles Reign (5:01)
“Here is a look around on the biggest madhouse existing: The world!!!”

Looking at the world, looking around, the world seems a big madhouse to me
Everywhere you run against closed doors, windows with heavy iron bars
Some fools are raging, driving mad, and fighting at windmills every day
Others hide fearfully and live in fear, taking the rosary to pray for better times

Madhouse – The world’s driving mad
Madhouse – The world’s driving mad

There are other fools, convinced to be lords of the world
Like the Pope at the Vatican, famous to be vice-God on earth
He like the money like a vicegerent, he has the world power support because of his calming effect
He travels and preaches peace for the world, he’s celebrated, a superstar

They are the lords, they’ve the rudder
Who dares to talk soon will end
Where eagles reign behind locked doors
To bring the world the Holocaust

Insane acting - Where eagles reign
Insane acting - Where eagles reign

Insane acting - Where eagles reign
Insane acting - Where eagles reign

Alexander the Great has fallen
From the power of Old Rome remains only a ruin
These kingdoms were raised on arms’ power
But the endless reign of the church is built on people’s dullness

This disease is curable, doctors always have existed
But they were put in chains with their tongues cut, tortured ‘til death, silenced forever
They sold places in heaven for the poor, poor sinners, and they were sent into war in the name of God
Who dared to speak was burned at the stake while today they have other ways

Madhouse – The world’s driving mad
Madhouse – The world’s driving mad
Madhouse – The world’s driving mad
Madhouse – The world’s driving mad

Talking is silver, being silent is gold, who has the gold can be silent but who wants that?
You damn with the habit of the people, the evil only housed and silent, placed under tutelage
If you keep on being silent it all becomes worse around yourself
Silence kills, evil survives for the ones who do not dare to stand up and fight

They are the lords, they’ve the rudder
Who dares to talk soon will end
Where eagles reign behind locked doors
To bring the world the Holocaust
7. Rapsody of Sadness (1:46)
8. Create Your Destiny (5:48)
“These lyrics I wrote after a discussion I had with a so-called ‘No-Future’ guy who called himself a “Dark Waver’”

You say “no future,” another two years and we will all die
You say dope is the only way to set you free from fear
You’re eighteen years old and on your jacket is written “No Fun”
And so you live your life like the living dead

Raise your fist! Stand up, fight!
Never undergo and cry!!
Raise your fist! Stand up, fight!
Never undergo and cry!!
Raise your fist! Stand up, fight!
Never undergo and cry!!
Raise your fist! Stand up!!

The overkill can take away my life more than a thousand times
For then I’ll not only live one life, I’ll live a thousand lives
Thousand times more power, thousand times more feelings, thousand times more love
Living the rock, rock to live, future’s in my hands

Raise your fist! Stand up, fight!
Never undergo and cry!!
Raise your fist! Stand up, fight!
Never undergo and cry!!
Raise your fist! Stand up, fight!
Never undergo and cry!!
Raise your fist! Stand up, fight!
Never undergo and cry!!

Future’s in your hands - Create your destiny
Future’s in your hands - Create your destiny
Future’s in your hands - Create your destiny
Future’s in your hands - Create your destiny

I’ll keep on fighting, I’ll realise my dreams
- Future’s in your hands - Create your destiny
Fuck off, Reaper, fuck off drugs, I’m too young to die
- Future’s in your hands - Create your destiny
I drug my head with metal dope
- Future’s in your hands - Create your destiny
Born to lose but live to win
- Future’s in your hands - Create your destiny

You can’t find the solution in the bottom of a glass or in a needle
And not any bad news on TV can make me afraid
Since the last breath, since the last heartbeat, there’s always a little hope
Ghandi and Martin Luther King didn’t die in vain

Raise your fist! Stand up, fight!
Never undergo and cry!!
Raise your fist! Stand up, fight!
Never undergo and cry!!
Raise your fist! Stand up, fight!
Never undergo and cry!!
Raise your fist! Stand up, fight!
Never undergo and cry!!
9. Die for Your Flag (6:10)
“There are enough examples in history where too much national pride caused wars. Leaders like Hitler or Khomeni forced all this hysteria, and the cruel result of wars are all the widows having nothing more than memories of their dead [husbands] and children…”

Females make more children, the state will pay you
More children for new battles, more hospital nurses
We need more cannons, a nation needs its armed forces
A nation needs strong citizens, ready to die for its flag

Die, die for your flag!
Die, die for your flag!
Die, die for your flag!
Die, die for your flag!

A real man becomes a soldier and must die like a hero
No pain could be stronger than his faith
Eternal life awaits you when you’re dead
If you die for your country your soul will be saved

Die, die for your flag!
Die, die for your flag!
Die, die for your flag!
Die, die for your flag!

Raise, raise your flag in the sky, glory!
The day, they day will come and we’ll reign the whole world
So march into war, spread your faith with the blade
Bring glory and victory for your flag

Glory!...Glory!....Glory!....Glory!...

Raise, raise your flag in the sky, glory!
The day, they day will come and we’ll reign the whole world
So march into war, spread your faith with the blade
Bring glory and victory for your flag

And yet another Reaper drank blood
Tearing tears from mothers and young widows
For them remains the memory and a pension
And a place of honour in the circle of soldiers’ wives

Die, die for your flag!
Die, die for your flag!
Die, die for your flag!
Die, die for your flag!
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