Risk - Thrash metal music and videos - Blog.hr

ponedjeljak, 07.07.2008.

Risk


Line up:
Vocals : Heinz Mikus (Faithful Breath)
Guitars : Roman Keymer (Angel Dust (Ger), Crows, Centaur (Ger))
Guitars : Christian Sumser (Rage (Ger))
Bass : Peter Dell (Faithful Breath)
Drums : Jürgen Düsterloh (Faithful Breath)

Albums:

1988 - The daily horror news

Download

1989 - Ratman EP

Download
pass: corimngul

1990 - Dirty surfaces

Download

1992 - The reborn

Download

1993 - Turpitude

Download
- 23:29 - Any comments for my work? (0) - Print this if ya like- Rev

<< Arhiva >>

0

Traffic feed

Ostalo










EVILE - Thrasher

Legions mass upon this place
For another night of violent abuse
Maniacs in leather and black
Ready and willing for the attack
Metal mayhem running free
Now all around is breaking loose
Fists are flying pluses race
The circle will destroy this place

Feel adrenaline rush
Jump into the pit
Kicking as you push
Braced for the hit
Bow down to the thrasher

Blood on the stage, a thousand rage
A thrasher’s soul on fire
Chaos spreads across the floor
Bands your head, make it sore
Metal madness engulfs the stage
In the pit you come of age
Let battle commence, no space for the weak
The thrasher’s dreams are no complete

Feel adrenaline rush
Jump into the pit
Kicking as you push
Braced for the hit
Bow down to the thrasher

SACRIFICE - My eyes see red & Apocalypse inside

My mind in constant pain
My thoughts dwell on what is profane
Becoming inhumane
Hate, rise above compassion
Emotions surge to this reaction
My Eyes See Red
.......
Inside is consuming
Anxieties domain
Declining will within myself
Is so hard to contain

My time running out will I
survive
My life wastes away still in
decline

Inside there is nothing
When there once was concern
You do not exist to me
The point of no return

My time running out will I
survive
My life wastes away still in
decline
My trust you have defied, hate
personified
Mental suicide apocalypse
inside
I am losing myself, you don't
want to find me
Alone with what I have become

Inside with myself now
And I cannot get free
Can't get out from under my skin
And escape misery

My time running out will I
survive
My life wastes away still in
decline
My trust you have defied, hate
personified
Not indemnified apocalypse
inside

I am losing my mind, remaining
hidden inside
Alone with what I have become

ARTILLERY - Khomaniac

He once appeared
A harmless threat
A leader wrapped in linen.
United fools, bewitched by words,
In pact with ignorance.

A powermind, dictating thoughts,
that leads toward his dream
To free the world, fanatically
Religious slavery.

Khomaniak - your holy war is a tragedy
Fataliac - won't your God let you see

And lead by this, insane old man
From shah to battlefield
No one's too young, to fight and die
For what this man believes

Someone must die, insanity's alive
Spreads with disease, the virus increase

A voice in my ear says - "Khomaniac"
Your killing is pointless - "Fataliac"
The war is eternal - "Khomaniac"
The outcome infernal

That voice in my ear says - "Khomaniac"
Your killing is pointless - "Fataliac"
The war is eternal - "Khomaniac"
The outcome infernal - So die


EXHORDER - Slaughter in the Vatican

Praised by all of thee
His hands are raised in order to bring salvation
Monarchy to hierarchy
Imminent excision
Propaganda for the "one true god"
Leaving your eternity feared
Denouncing dictation remove his lead
Exercise his lethal decision

The pontiff is gone, you are the one
To carry out and learn from your beliefs
Follow no more, the pope's been destroyed
An individual church of the will shall succeed

Papal supremacy...
Intertwining with infallibility

A dawning of a new faith arising now
The sheep without the shepherd evermore
Consumed by overconfident assumptions
The puritanic elders couldn't score
A holiday in Rome, people will not forget
The tires on the popemobile are slashed
A switch of a blade and a thrust through his stole
Steal his rings and pawn them in for cash

Some will let you be yourself
Others try to rule your soul
Imperials and rebels all trying to regain control
Roll out the red carpet, here comes our prince
The day He died, we've been crusaders since
Catholicism breaks in two
Time is running out for you

If the father of the church is to lead and teach you
Then why doesn't he follow the rules?
Imitate the son of man and live with the poor
Instead of fearing him while he's on tour

Avoid, abstain
Keep clean your life, your heart and soul
Don't miss the mass, you'll go to hell
You must repent and tell your sins

Pope, die!
You lied to me, my wife and child
Storm the Vatican, tear it down
The church is gone, we have won!


DESTRUCTION - Thrash 'til death!
Metal revolution!
Possessed we fight hand in hand
Sardonic aversions
Only in union we stand
Depressive perspective
Gives us a place to retreat
Never divided
No discussions stay to the roots

Real cultured, out of plastic
Can't share their philosophies
Sarcasm and passion
We have our own forces
Dictators predators
Won't rule our black hearts
Bestial invasion
Explodes in our evil souls

They can't break our will
We have the pleasure to kill
We are bonded by blood
Again they will rot

Thrash 'til death
Thrash 'til death
Immortal soul takes control - Immortal soul
Thrash 'til death
Immortal soul takes control - Immortal soul
Thrash 'til death

Discover our history
This rebellion ain't a fuckin' trend
Stillborn music
Swallow our self-defence
Metal revolution
Possessed we fight hand in hand
Eternal conviction
Only in union we stand

They can't break our will
We have the pleasure to kill
We are bonded by blood
Again they will rot

Thrash 'til death
Thrash 'til death
Immortal soul takes control - Immortal soul
Thrash 'til death
Immortal soul takes control - Immortal soul
Thrash 'til death

They can't break our will
We have the pleasure to kill
We are bonded by blood
Again they will rot

Thrash 'til death
Thrash 'til death
Immortal soul takes control - Immortal soul
Thrash 'til death
Immortal soul takes control - Immortal soul
Thrash 'til death

Thrash 'til death!