Impressum Texte CANNON FODDER Evil Tank Machine Lyrics by Stefan Preiss  Hear me coming ´round the bend fear my greetings made of lead  Machine roars awhile plowing through your shed  Got bullets for your neighbor and shrapnells for your head  My rump is made of iron   my brain is made of steel My black heart´s eating diesel, babe,   and there´s nothing I can feel  Chorus: Keep on rolling - Evil Tank Machine  Keep on rolling - Evil Tank Machine  Keep on rolling - Evil Tank Machine  Keep on rolling - Evil Tank Machine  I´m always stacked with ammo no way my fuel gets low  In any war that´s going on   I´ll make my magic show So I just keep on fighting   and killing for release I´m the knife that cuts your life   full metal jacket peace  Chorus Solo Charge ! Solo Coach Divisions keep on marching and spreading war disease Fucking for virginity   and killing for my peace  No banner we will follow   no higher aim to fight  Got no excuse for anything   but I think I´m allright Chorus YOU’RE OUT, I’M IN Lyrics by Stefan Preiss  Never thought it will be like this All you have done is dismissed It´s all over now that´s a fact You are stunned, can´t react Have to tell you now it´s just because of me Chorus: I´m the one to change your cards See me smile and smell my farts I´m so quick and you are lame Sorry but...You´re out ! I´m in ! Now you ´re standing in the rain Of misfortune and of pain Stumbling down this black hole street Clothes soaked wet, can´t sleep nor eat And your golden palace now belongs to me Chorus: I´m the one who stole your throne Ain´t it sad to be alone Changing gear is not a sin Sorry but... You´re out ! I´m In ! Thousands wait in line to see my kingdom fall !   CHARGE Lyrics by Stefan Preiss Hey you tell me what you want from me What´s your problem with me anyway You don´t like the things that you see Do you dare to see what is me If not then shut up and go away I don´t care about anything you say If you´re not going to leave me alone Then I´ll charging up my real bad attitudes   Solo Coach   What for are you talking anymore I have already shut my doors For your need to step into my thoughts Better stop or you smell the mighty glove My thoughts are for me and me alone I stay in control when you are gone I don´t give a fuck ´bout what you care Go to hell and I´ll sincerely pay the fare VACATION IN THE CRYPT Lyrics by Stefan Preiss  Welcome to my little world, hope you have your corpse secured Hold your thoughts quite deep inside, just watch and be disturbed In my nutshell universe, going forward means reverse Stepping back means go ahead, to rott is to preserve Be comfortable and have a seat, I´m sorry nothing´s left to eat All drinks are spilled across the floor, my oven has no heat But if you listen very hard you hear the bones breaking apart And guts tossed out by giant jaws, we eat what´s on the card Chorus: Vacations in the crypt get down on your knees Staring in the dark means there really is no light Vacations in the crypt now it´s time to feed The monsters in your head you thought thy were all dead Vacations in the crypt tell me what you see Is it yourself is it me or just a fantasy Vacations in the crypt there´s no reality It´s all fun and games until you see the threat is real The door is locked so you can stay, before the dinner comes the pray Tastes better with a strong belief, believe in me I say You don´t believe in evil tales as I fix you with some nails To my old oak supper plate that has so many trails Don´t move hold still or this might hurt, here comes the blade don´t speak a word The tongue ´s connected to your throat, not anymore I swear As long as you can see the light above your head it´s shining bright You know that you are still alive - at least for this long night Chorus Solo Coach SURGERY `S OPEN !   INTO THE DARK Lyrics by Stefan Preiss In the middle of nowhere far from this place  There is nothing but darkness and empty space No solid surface no planet near Not one travelling comet (has) ever got lost here  Chorus: Fall into the dark into the black  Follow the track no turning back  Right out of a mudball near to this place  Something is evolving called human race First few in number (with) no cultural worth  But without any doubt (made) to rule the earth  As the centuries go by they got pretty far  With improving techniques - we are what we are  In honour of nature they create their own cells  Who´s got he answer - is there anyone else  Chorus 1st Solo Coach/2nd Solo René A new day for discovers - hear the experts say  And they keep on talking in this global play  They rule the fire, they are kings of the air  Masters of destruction - why should we care  Everything is perpetual, they just do what they do  But they are doing their best and they will break through  In the middle of nowhere that is their place  Lost in time and meaning and lost in space Chorus   DOWN Lyrics by Stefan Preiss Watch your step before you kneel Hold the freedom made by me No cheap trick just pure reality This here ain ´t no democracy If you want to get out you can´t If you try My strength will keep you down for a- -nother while Chaining your thougts nothing is left But one lie Never question the rules that I made for you You can do what ever you want Don´t forget who´s in command Live or die, that doesn´t matter to me As long as I don´t disagree So creep around my feet and I Stand up high Above your head my sword its blade Keep it dry Justice is blind they say -hell yeah- so am I Being alive for you it´s just not to die 1st Solo Coach/2nd Solo René   THREE PARTS OF A QUARTER Lyrics by Stefan Preiss So we´re here are you too It´s been a long way What are we looking for I don´t know if you know We all know that probably the end is near So let´s go if you stay it´s not my fault ´Cause I´ll be going anyway But if you stay then be aware that in that day No one will be here to say a prayer Don ´t you get it - I don´t wanna hear it Wise talks wise talks- headsoff throatcut backstabb talks No solution - only more confusion When why who what - what´s the time on broken clocks So what now don´t ask me smart enough And I´m just a wannabe Let´s shake hands in a while we´ll make a deal The truth is coming doggy-style Nah, come on don´t be scared follow me And my sympathy artillery See th light from the tunnels end That´s a fact A ton of gold is waiting ´round the bend Don ´t you get it - I don´t wanna hear it Wise talks wise talks- headsoff throatcut backstabb talks No solution - only more confusion When why who what - what´s the time on broken clocks 1st Solo Coach / 2nd Solo René Don ´t you get it - I don´t wanna hear it Wise talks wise talks- headsoff throatcut backstabb talks No solution - only more confusion When why who what - what´s the time on broken clocks