Painkiller

The latest recordings from the Band i used to sing til late 2012. State Of The Art does not exist anymore. This is an low budget Homerecording production. looking forward to read some comments. 

All music by Jens Kade. All lyrics by Patrick Boos.

Impostor:

Lacking gestures is all you come up with
Makes me feel embarrassed for you
Just an impostor, nothing to possess
Than this feeble construction called life

Winding obstacles like a lizard
Wicked and insidious
Power struggles on the agenda
Go beyond the pale, without a conscience

I will inhale you and then exude you
What only takes me just one deep breathe
I will destroy you, if you try to fuck
Me and my dears with your parody

Cover up your tracks like a blizzard
With might and fucking main
Using energy on damage containment
Instead of using brain for what it`s all about

I will inhale you and then exude you
What only takes me just one deep breath
I will destroy you, if you try to fuck
Me and my dears with your parody

It`s the last time you fucked me up  with Impostors smirk
I will follow, I will hunt you to the end of the world

Croon croon croon your shady words
Croon croon croon deceptive songs


Impostor

The latest recordings from the Band i used to sing til late 2012. State Of The Art does not exist anymore. This is a low budget Homerecording production. looking forward to read some comments.

All music by Jens Kade. All lyrics by Patrick Boos.

This Song affects me deeply, it´s about the syrian civil war. I wrote it for my syrian relatives in-law, I never met and for the syrian resistance. 




Fighting Windmills:

Give it up, give it up you lost control
It`s so absurd to fight this windmill
The more you shoot down
The more come to root around
Don´t be so blind, open your eyes

Why are you still fighting
Though your religious writings
Prohibiting genocidal
acts of cruelty

How can you ever close…
How can you ever close… your eyes…

With a gun on your temple
We will set this warning example (3x)
One day we will stand
With our guns in your temple

How can you ever close your eyes
While your zombies slay your own nation
Kidnapping idols
Bombing out citizens
Carry off those who care

Why are you still fighting
Though your religious writings
Prohibiting genocidal
acts of cruelty

How can you ever close……your eyes at night??
One day we will stand, with our guns in your temples!!  (3x)

Do your invisible riots justify this genocide

Give it up, give it up you lost control
It`s so absurd to fight this windmill
The more you shoot down
The more come to root around
Don´t be so blind, open your eyes

How can you ever close…
How can you ever close… your eyes…


Fighting Windmills

The latest recordings from the Band i used to sing til late 2012. State Of The Art does not exist anymore. This is an low budget Homerecording production. looking forward to read some comments.

All music by Jens Kade. All lyrics by Patrick Boos.

Poor mans fate

We`re fucking moaning on an high level
We are complaining on high level

What a great life
Some are to blind to see
What an abundance
This is the place to be
We`re never satisfied with what we`ve reached
We never heard on , what our ancestors preached
We never had to starve
We never had to do without

I `ve got a vision
Here is my premonition

We will moulder in abundance
Digging ourselves deeper down
An abundant nation
For moaning renown

And all we do is wailing around
And all we do is stamp on his fate...
We stamp on your fate.... The poor mans fate


PatBo