steinschlag

folgt jemand nur dem herz
treibt unzucht unverfror‘n
dann waehlt er einen schmerz
verteilt mit gottes zorn

vergraben bis zum rumpf
das urteil wird vollstreckt
die treffer hart und dumpf
der grund von blut befleckt

steinschlag – am vormittag
stein fuer stein – bis auf‘s mark
steinschlag – am nachmittag
stein fuer stein – kein grab, kein sarg

wozu diese tortur?
hast du denn nichts gelernt?
letztlich bist auch du nur
einen steinschlag entfernt!

du trittst das menschenrecht
wir nehmen dich auf‘s korn
in diesem endgefecht
bleibst du nicht ungeschorn.

steinschlag – am vormittag
stein fuer stein – bis auf‘s mark
steinschlag – auch am naechsten tag
stein fuer stein – weil es gott so mag

dein dicker wanst, vierhundert pfund,
doch du stopfst weiter, in den schlund.
dein fresswahn reißt dich in den grund.
deine haende jagen gold und glanz,
ohne moral, nur arroganz.
die gier in dir, ein kalter tanz.

ihr zeigt nach außen, verteilt die schuld,
der suendenbock vor eurem tor.
doch badet ihr im eig'nen kult,
in eurem sodom und gomorrh‘.

jetzt zuechtigt euch! stoppt euer gieren!
zu traege, blind, Ihr fault im stand,
tut busse nun! auf allen vieren!
ihr seid die taeter hier im land.

dein leib verwest, wie angeschnallt,
der puls noch da, der geist verhallt.
die traegheit lähmt dich still alsbald.
ein draengen wächst, ein trieb in dir,
er reißt dich mit, verliert dich hier,
die lust beherrscht dich wie ein tier.

dein „ich“ steht nackt im rampenlicht,
im mittelpunkt und zweifelt nicht,
dein stolz vernebelt dir die sicht.
ein fremdes glueck zieht dich in den bann,
du hasst, was man nicht haben kann.
dein neid zerfrisst dich dann und wann.

geduld zerbricht, dein puls rast schnell,
dein drang nach rache sprudelt hell.
du brennst in blinder wut und zorn,
kein ziel, kein mass, und dann von vorn.

coming soon

i’ve watched you walk among the weak,
with clean hands and a loaded tongue.
speaking mercy, but dealing pain,
calling slaughter “kingdom come”.

i’ve seen you bless the open wound,
then turn away when children scream.
your silence dressed as dignity,
your faith a well-rehearsed routine.

it’s never just one poisoned thought,
never one doubt you can ignore.
there’s something singing in your head,
that keeps you begging for much more.

you don't just hear one demon whisper,
to sanctify your alibis.
but there's a whole fucking choir,
of fallen angels feeding you lies.

you travel light, but leave a trail,
of broken homes you’ve redefined.
you preach salvation, harvest fear,
and call the damage “god’s design”.

you talk of souls, ignore the flesh,
this world burns right before your eyes.
you could have healed, you could rebuild,
but heaven thrives on sacrifice.

don’t call it grace, when blood is paid!
don’t call it love, when love’s erased!
don’t call it faith, when faith is fear!
don’t call it god, when god’s not here!

i don’t hear one demon whisper,
i see through all your alibis.
i hear the whole corrupted choir,
of fallen angels starve on their lies.

but i won’t stand here just watching,
while you dress all your crimes as light.
i name your sin, i break the spell,
i damn the choir to the night.

tears fall down on scripture's face,
small hands clasped in silent grace.
father’s “love”, a cruel disguise,
where are you, god, who hears no cries?

scruples rot in holy greed,
charity cloaks the darkest deed.
what was sacred now defiled,
where were you when morals died?

why do you make bodies shiver?
why do you make young hearts break?
why do you let monsters slither?
why do you let the demons wake?
i scream your name into the sky,
while angels choke on every lie.

still the bible drinks their tears,
still the silence feeds their fears.
drawn in blood with trembling hands,
is this your will, your promised land?

you turn your gaze, you let them fall,
while evil prays inside your hall.
if you exist, then hear me now,
i’ll break your throne and show you how.

No more lies, your mask will fall.
You won’t walk above it all.
Say one word, deny the blame,
And I will burn your name.

i will make your heaven shiver!
i will make your sick heart cry!
i will break your crown forever!
and I’ll watch your kingdom die!
with every scar, with broken breath,
i raise this hymn of holy death.

instrumental

her eyes lose their lustre in tears,
the horizon lies all blurred.
a blackened wave of fear appears,
and blood drips into dirt.

what has become of you?
what came to your mind?
you’re so strange and diseased,
you act just so blind.
your pleasure means my pain,
cause you'll break me again!

evil rises, all lines surpassed,
there’s no mercy for her calls.
pure innocence, a fragile glass,
just shattered by brute force.

what has become of you?
i’m sick of your kind!
no mercy left in you,
hatred’s unconfined.
your pleasure means my pain,
cause you'll break me again!

you feast on causing grief,
hatch pain in your sick mind.
watch your victims suffer,
and left them far behind.

god finds it funny, can’t restrain.
branches break, her dress is torn.
feelings crushed by torturing pain,
her body stripped and worn.

what has become of you?
Is this your design?
you let it all happen,
you crossed every line.
your pleasure means my pain,
a never-ending strain!

we learned to walk with empty hands,
no gathered wealth outlives our days.
this world won’t hold what truly stands,
all earthly troves just lead to waste.
so why do you cling to gold and lands?
why do you cling to gold and lands?

you’re scavengers, cold and scarred,
surgeons with a butcher’s heart.
careful cutting, that tears apart,
so you chose the hypocrite’s part.
you’re scavengers, cold and scarred,
surgeons with a butcher’s heart.
clean incision, yet brutal art.
now you'd better stand on guard!

we learned a name outshines all gold,
that truth exceeds the rites you show.
we learned no mercy’s bought or sold,
that poor need bread, not talk below.
so why do you price grace still so cold?
why do you price grace still so cold?

it’s not the book we fail to grasp,
it’s what we understood too well.
you shouldn’t fear the end of breath,
but fear instead what waits in hell.

we learned to loose the clenching fist,
to leave behind what holds us still.
to follow meant we turned from this,
to trust the fall would test our will.
so why‘s your church such an egoist?
why‘s your church such an egoist?

you tried to make me a believer
made me think you‘re the retriever
but your advice is of no use
there’s no more power to abuse
time’s up for telling us what to do
here’s my confession: i’m hating you

give me one more reason!
give me one more cause!
do another mistake!
and i’ll burn down your cross!

you tried the human subjugation
that’s your sick way of revelation
you searched for little faithful lambs
to round them up in sacral camps
time’s up for your biblical battue
here’s my confession: i’m hating you

give me one more reason!
give me one more cause!
do another mistake!
and i’ll burn down your cross!

i strip the halo from your lie
watch your sanctuaries dry
no altar left to kneel before
i’m not your subject anymore

you tried to dress your guilt as blame
but truth won’t play your little game
you close your eyes to keep control
but you will never reach your goal.
time’s up for strutting fame’s avenue
here’s my confession: i’m hating you

you gave every reason,
you gave every cause.
did the final mistake,
now i step over your cross.

you’re petty puppets, all the same
dancing in a death-marked game
servants of an insane master
you won’t stop his planned disaster

rules won’t save you, ‘cause none apply
you are blind rats chasing a lie
your time will end, it’s far too late
crucifixion will be your fate

break the chains! burn the lie!
spit your prayer into the sky!
tear the veil! deny the throne!
bleed the truth from blood and bone!
submissive worms! you crawl, you bend!
but this obedience must end!
stand and strike! refuse! defy!
now or never, live or die!

rusty nails driven through the core
pain through steel, unfelt before
your screams will echo, cracked and dry
hung on beams, left there to die

reject your soft, submissive life
or march into the butcher’s knife
your prayers are lies, you always knew
this game was lost before it grew

tear it down! light the pyre!
drown their altars, purge the choir!
crush the cross! defile the crown!
drag your demons underground!
submissive herd! your time is through!
the ash will speak the end of you!
stand and strike! refuse! defy!
kill the master, live or die!

you wrote your laws in stolen blood,
enforced by flame, enforced by flood.
you claimed the womb, you silenced choice
but now you’ll hear our rebel voice.

you caged the kiss of love unblessed,
condemned the hearts that you oppressed.
you called it sin, you built your walls
but truth is louder when it calls.

reformation! break the chain!
recreation! end the reign!
no more silence, no more guilt
we burn the throne their lies have built!
reformation! rise as one!
resurrection! what’s begun
will tear their kingdom stone by stone
their golden idol overthrown!

your robes conceal the hands that harm,
you hid the wolves inside the charm.
you sold redemption, lie by lie
now feel the wrath you can't deny.

above the law, behind the veil,
your doctrine forged the prison’s jail.
but no decree can stand the storm
the black-clad night will now reform.

reformation! break the chain!
recreation! end the reign!
no more silence, no more guilt
we burn the throne their lies have built!
reformation! rise as one!
resurrection! what’s begun
will tear their kingdom stone by stone
their golden idol overthrown!

they ruled with fear, they named it grace,
then turned abuse to god's own face.
but we’re the proof their time is done
the blackened age has just begun.

you wrote your chains in your own law,
worship pain with slackened jaw.
this machine feeds off your fear,
you're the cog, the slave, the volunteer.

time's a thief, and you're its prize,
stamped and sealed with your own lies.
now you see the game you played,
blind and proud, and still betrayed.

wake up! tear off your disguise!
still chasing that post-mortem prize?
no heaven’s gate, no hell to burn,
just dirt and dust when it’s your turn.
god’s a myth with random rules,
playing dice and laughing at fools.
you’re born to rot, not to comply,
wake up! live before you die!

trapped inside a script you trust,
chained to faith and fed with dust.
but you can snap it, yes, it’s true,
the final act is up to you.

wake up! tear off your disguise!
still chasing that post-mortem prize?
no heaven’s gate, no hell to burn,
just dirt and dust when it’s your turn.
god’s a mask you fabricate,
blame him and you seal your fate.
no time left to justify,
wake up! don’t let life pass you by!

your fate is fiction.
your pain is planned.
your silence is permission.
wake the hell up! take a stand.

wake up! eyes open wide!
stop crawling through this suicide!
you’re not condemned, you just obey,
you give your fucking soul away.
no saviour’s hand will pull you through,
it ends. It ends. It ends with you.
so burn the lie, don’t pacify,
wake up! and electrify!