by Funker Vogt on album Miscellaneous

Tell me the name of the game Is it cowboys and Iraqis? We play it hard we play it dirty Down here in the desert Fortune hunters, former soldiers Gathered here together A merry band of mercenaries Fig

by Funker Vogt on album Miscellaneous

On this road we all travel Strangers come and strangers go All these faces passing by An endless stream on our timeline All these faces tell only lies But a fake smile cannot hide You'll find the tru

by Funker Vogt on album Miscellaneous

All alone in outer space Unknown stars shine upon us We are on the run too weak to fight Sick and tired too few in numbers Our homes are destroyed Our families are lost A handful of friends Fighting

by Funker Vogt on album Miscellaneous

Die Währung des Krieges Weder Geld noch Gold Demozid, genozid Gezahlt wird hier in Blut Der Mensch vergisst, was einst war Der Kreis schlieþt sich erneut Blutzoll, Blutzoll In der Nacht der lan

by Funker Vogt on album Navigator

We sometimes want to be led by The hand of a higher creature So we just have to follow The direction of the navigator Follow me, just follow me!

by Funker Vogt on album Miscellaneous

They can fake everything To prove that you are guilty They can erase your life Steal your whole identity There's not much you can do Resistance is impossible In the end they take your life And no one

by Funker Vogt on album Maschine Zeit

A transmission though time and space Right into the core of my heart A message sent by machines of time A prophecy for a new start The total collapse of our past Disappearance of morality The ol

by Funker Vogt on album Companion In Crime

It seems to me like a trip to nowhere Like a train speeding down the tracks The voices in my head burn me I'll flee into the dream and surrender No purview through the veil of my thoughts My bo

by Funker Vogt on album Miscellaneous

Within a few seconds their jets came over the hill Strafing the soldiers, raining fire on their people An unintended sacrifice of their own lives The soldiers at the front killed by their own nation

by Funker Vogt on album Maschine Zeit

Der Mensch als Traum, nicht Wirklichkeit Gedankengnge kontrolliert Das Du im Ich in Raum und Zeit Gefhle noch einmal installiert Dekaden voll Abnormitt Verstand, ein Feind des Ichs Die Ewigkei

by Funker Vogt on album We Came to Kill

Let me tell you a story Out of my small prison cell My life had not much glory But I will burn in hell Fantasies overcome everyone A danger love, you will not get enough Fantasies, it's in you

by Funker Vogt on album Maschine Zeit

Thinking and learning Calculating and computing Reading, memorizing Talking and apologizing 3D and efficient Appraising this attitude Four steps, comprehend? Here is nothing to include Act

by Funker Vogt on album Companion In Crime

Looking back, a few years ago How could two boys become such monsters ? Caused by hatred for society ? Or rage and mourning in themselves ? Chorus: I'm full of hatred when I start killing It's

by Funker Vogt on album Maschine Zeit

Bombed ruins form the skyline Burnt places all around People trading their possessions A keepsake for some bread Crowded trains, full of people Remindful of a cattle transport Families get sep

by Funker Vogt on album We Came to Kill

Look at the all the politicians Everyone is telling lies They always make promises Which never will be fulfilled You can look to the left You can look to the right In the end there's no differ

by Funker Vogt on album Miscellaneous

This is a time of great confusion There is no distinction between right and wrong This is a time ruled by emotions With too much hate in every heart It's the rise of the apocalypse The beginning of d

by Funker Vogt on album Navigator

A big crowd controlled by fear Always underestimated But beware of the time When they will break loose Why do we always forget That there are more of us We have the chance to overcome them We have th

by Funker Vogt on album We Came to Kill

Shadows in the whirling rain A young man knees on the street His executioners in front of him Bullets bounce along the walls A last attempt of despair No matter how poorly they shoot A ricoche

by Nat King Cole on album Extraordinary (2014)

My story is much too sad to be told, But practically everything Leaves me totally cold. The only exception I know is the case, When I'm out on a quiet spree, Fighting vainly the old ennui An

by Funker Vogt on album Companion in Crime (Deluxe Edition)

I am a toy of madness I have no conscience And my job brings death I have no sympathy I'm jacketed by cold steel And guided by a quiet hand You will not see me, not hear me, but feel me You can't see