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Rage - Execution Guaranteed

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Rage'1987

Execution GuaranteedRelease by: Noise Records

Rage - Execution Guaranteed
The length can be different in the booklet, in the player and on the different disks.
1. Down by Law

(03:25)

2. Execution Guaranteed

(06:51)

3. Before the Storm (the Street Affair)

(04:50)

4. Streetwolf

(06:08)

5. Deadly Error

(05:08)

6. Hatred

(03:58)

7. Grapes of Wrath

(05:14)

8. Mental Decay

(05:55)

9. When You're Dead

(04:31)



 
Down by Law
Help me I must reach the borders
I run from the keepers of order
They have locked me up just for nothing

Chorus:
Help me I'm down by law
Help me I'm down by law
Watch out, they're at your door
Help me I'm down by law

There's no chance to defend
When power's in wrong end

Me, I come out the dirt, I got nothing
No, the cops they were looking for a fight
And I'm a victim of denunciation

Chorus

My fortune is a plight
Where's law there is no right

"Kill this bastard, hunt him to death!"
"Oh have mercy!", "No, you won't be free!"

Now I'm a criminal subject
Why? My life's a mess, no turning back
Just because arbitrariness rules this land

Chorus
 
 
Execution Guaranteed
There in the subway station, they shot him dead
He had broken secrecy - omerta
That's what they will all get. They've got a job to do
The business is too important to take a risk and so

Please don't get me wrong, if you ever say a word
You'll have missed my friend, this is what you'll get

Execution guaranteed

We are an old family, controlling the trade
Gun running for the White House, the CIA
Works hand in hand with us. We must feed the flame
Of hate and war in the third world, cause if they kill themselves

We deliver all they need for the fall (it's big money)
They all order and this is what they get

Execution guaranteed

We choose, you loose
You, yeah, I've got a mission for you
Look- here, a list of men to execute
Shoot- you must shoot them, noone will find out
Truth- truth is a daughter of time

Execution guaranteed
 
 
Before the Storm (the Street Affair)
Who's such a fool to destroy himself?
Who still believe he could rule the world?
But after all they invent the ultimate war machines
Declaring war on the world from space, a star war
Tell the world is for protection, nothing could go wrong
They wouldn't ever confess what their real intention is

Chorus:
Before the storm we're prepared for the fall
So many lives with no future at all
Before the storm now they chime in the end
Death and destruction will come from their hands

Shake hands and smile in the camera's eye
But coming near there's eagerness in their eyes
They are under the command of hunger for the gold
The poisoned sting of power jabs in their veins like a bolt

Chorus

(The secret affair) we don't know what we know
(The secret affair) the tradition of death must go on

Tell the world is for protection, nothing could go wrong
They wouldn't ever confess what their real intention is

Chorus
 
 
Streetwolf
Misty veil
Night's falling
On dirty streets

A shadow
One whisper
Nothing to see

There is a pair of glowing eyes, a gruesome call

Streetwolf

Motionless
Just one breath
He demends tribute

Without home
An abased one
In restless pain

The grief feels like they'd cut a piece out of his heart

Streetwolf

Whooo - Streetwolf's got you
Whooo - Streetwolf's got you

Look in the mirror, a river of blood - your race is almost run

He's in your back even there on each side, in front of another one
He grabs you at your throat, his jaws will cut you into bits
It's just what he always did, the hunter made his hits

Howling and hunting, a raging revenge - substitutes can't satisfy
The loss of what's too precious to forget has blurred his eye
Soon the day will come when they will stand up like a storm
The pain will be too much to bear, their hearts they must be torn

Whooo - Streetwolf's got you
Whooo - Streetwolf's got you
 
 
Deadly Error
No one knows the natural powers
They're astonished, they're afraid
Pushing forwards technology
They forgot just who they are
Once contented with fullfillment
Now they cannot get enough

The time has come to harvest what they've sown
There's no way foreward, progress cannot grow
And they will see that they have failed

Deadly error

They fight against their own achievements
They fear what they once created
Suffocate in poisoned breezes
Once they conquered, now they're slaves
They are running from thir own hell
They are running, 'cause they know

The time has come to harvest what they've sown
There's no way foreward, progress cannot grow
And they will see that they have failed

Deadly error

The smell of danger is in the air
A few make the race but we all must pay the fare

We're to sit on a powder barrel
Waiting for the deadly blow
Noone asked the silent masses
And I bet they do not know
Don't tell me this stock of arms ain't
There to be used in the end

The time has come to harvest what they've sown
There's no way foreward, progress cannot grow
And they will see that they have failed

The time has passed them by, we must all pay
Just one step back could save for us the day
Why can't they see that they have failed

Deadly error
 
 
Hatred
Oh, shit, I'm getting sick of this
I'm caught and can't escape
It's gonna blow my head, you fucker get away
Me, madman in a rage

I hit the ceiling
Outta my mind
Oh when I get free
I'm gonna hang'em high

Hatred

Oh, baby, it's so unfair
The whole thing's such a mess
Would someone keep the door locked up
When the house is falling in?

The time is coming
I don't want no more
I should believe in
Oh man, what a bore

Hatred

Maybe you think it's allright, well
But ain't it a pity to hang around with nothin' to do
But watching it? Maybe someone needs a big kick in his
Map!
So I can help!
 
 
Grapes of Wrath
(Instrumental)
 
 
Mental Decay
Knights of virtue
Men of war
Ideals of our time

Sense of duty
You've done what they expect you to do
Missiles they'll save us
In video games they do

Chorus:
Mental decay
I will laugh when you must cry
Mental decay
Why should I know reasons why
Mental decay
To hell with every intellect
Mental decay (mental decay)

What to do with
All this time?
There's a hole in my life
Go out hunting
The pleasure to kill
Don't like strangers
Without beer we have no fun

Chorus

Apathy in friendship, stupidity at work
Keep faith in tradition, the orders from
Above
You fancy dies of TV, your conscience
On the way
You'll be vegetating right up to your final day

Knights of virtue
Men of war
Ideals of our time
Hunger for life
Joy of risk
Future perspective died

Take a look at those decrepit pensioners
They fuss around to make believe they're alive
They hate everyone just because they're all so young
The lividness in their faces

Chorus
 
 
When You're Dead
He's got a pleasure in his life that's a real chill
I think it's funny but the people say he's ill
He likes to keep what's transient, save it from decay
That's what you got to know if you should pass his way

He's not a killer, but death is his dearest friend
It is for everyone, beginning and the end
And on the graveyard, where there's rich and poor the same
He's digging in the ground to set them free again

They've been a part of the universe
And they are unique on this earth

And when you die he's at your door
I tell you what he's waiting for

Chorus:
He's gonna get you when you're dead
He's gonna cut your skull free when you're dead
He's gonna get you when you're dead
You're gonna be the next one when you're dead

It's a passion with him to free them from their flesh
All night he's in the cellar rigging up remains
And then he's got them all together one by one
A real collector of the dead, a lucky man

Just give a damn for reverence
He's nuts and doesn't make no sense

And when you die he's at your door
I tell you what he's waiting for

Chorus

DEAD! DEAD! Won't you give me your mother?
DEAD! DEAD! Gonna rip her with real care
DEAD! DEAD! This femoral's real fine
DEAD! DEAD! Don't you shiver in your spine?
 
Lineup:
Peter Wagner (Peavy) - vocal, bass guitar
Jochen Schroeder - guitar
Rudy Graf - guitar
Jorg Michael (Gordon Perkins) - drums

Guests:
 
Produced by Rage.



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