The Roots of Trash

Intrumental

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

I ain't born to follow your lying dictates I have no numbers tattoed on my wounded neck I ain't got your barcode. I ain't your mate I just obey to what my fucking mind commands I don't believe. I do no trust the only faith I see is in the eyes of death Tuck up your sleeves, sell out your gold Come here to see that suffered is every single breath Send me to hell - I'll burn with a smile on my face be sure, if real - I'm gonna meet ya there you've never asked yourself a why you've never raised your eyes to contemplate the sky a useless Life, a waste of time you're just the final act of nowadays crime You got a fancy car You don't know you are You got a rotten brain For just too much cocaine You never use your mind Simply you are blind You won't be remembered A waste you will die.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Anti Fashion Megamosh Force They came on Sunday morning They're dressed like a fashion show He's got Versace sandals, and for sure will make you know She only wears Armani, or maybe some Cavalli shoes As soon as I see these fuckers I wish I had my detonating fuse Ignorance is their golden rule, they only live to buy I think your next screwdriver, will get a hint of a cyadine Discos are their Kingdom, but only if they are free You're Suck a bunch of idiots, and that is guaranteed Take a whisky, maybe a beer Don't talk to me, you're killing my ears! Take a whisky, take a beer Shut the fuck up and get outta here! Drink a sugar-free juice,or you'll become to fat Your dog is dressed in Gucci, and looks like a rat Manicure, hairdresser, botox and some peel You're wasting lotsa money, and there's nothing more to feel Take a whisky, maybe a beer Don't talk to me, you're killing my ears! Take a whisky, take a beer Shut the fuck up and get outta here! 1000 for a dinner, 400 for some dance But when it's time to pay, man, you still don't have a chance You'd better call you rich friend, maybe asking to stay And like every Saturday night, he will insist to pay! Take a whisky, maybe a beer Don't talk to me, you're killing my ears! Take a whisky, take a beer Shut the fuck up and get outta here!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

There's a shout from west to east, going strew through all the earth. it crosses the frontiers, it climbs up the barricades it demolished the walls of hate, redesigns old Nations borders A different range of flags. a different range of faces. Raising up the struggles, complaining the disease United is resistance, behind the sing of V From Derry to Lhasa, San Cristobal de las Casas Each wall tells a tale, each death tells a story Gravel thrown at tanks from thousand graves denied We ain't ghosts, we are alive, We are still spitting blood A bullet in the forehead or a blue-white rocket strike Flesh returns to dust but a shout can't be struck dumb You can call us all terrorist or use the iron first A day will come when above us there will be only the sky Rebels we came, and we will die the same On the cold winds of a night you will find us United in the struggle - We shall have our day (Tiocfaidh ar la) United in the struggle - We are different, we are the same United in the struggle - Cause yesterday is tomorrow's pain United in the struggle

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

That's the triumph of the weakest thought The time You gained will be killed lazing about Look at what you are and see you are no one Except the copy of your neighbor's ass Join the masses, don't speak out loud Your system's gonna fail bringing you down Stop looking around, there is a problem Don't search it who-knows-where because the problem is you Things turn fast, the world doesn't stop It knocks down the cultures, conforming the mass We are the homologation, a barcode on the neck Scan your credit card back down on my crack A uniform vest sold in a discount pack Your only way to change in winning blackjack Progress marches ahead like an army of death There's is no way to turn this world back There's a problem and the problem is you! There's a problem and the problem is you!

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Years of deceit have changed the world Truth has been swept away in a merciless hurl How many lies they told us, how many lies they teach We have hands tied and plaster on the mouth For madmen there's a jail. Humanity is on sale 'Bout lives and pain they built up their plane Winners write down history Pages are ripped - Admit the defeat Kneel down to the Great Deceit We had rest there silent, asking just a why The only tribute payable to dead voiceless eyes Right turns to wrong. You won't judge for all. If piece is a cheat, give me back the war Winners write down history Pages are ripped - Admit the defeat Kneel down to the Great Deceit Tell me now how's the life that you lived Everything you know is wrong and truth was just sealed You never will admit it, you never will accept it Low down the shutter and forget this shit Winners write down history Pages are ripped - Admit the defeat Kneel down to the Great Deceit

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

I ain't my fucking account, I am not my wage packet I ain't neither the high-up In a company I don't give a fuck I ain't a suit, a degree, I ain't the New Year's eve at sun I ain't what you've become 'cause I've much more to say I'm the hole on an elbow I'm the low fuel light I am the same foul bar Each every fucking night I am your middle finger I am the chipped corner I am the spilled coffee I am the tie I'll never wear And listen my words 'cause tomorrow I'll be the same I was the first to leave and I'll be the last one back again And listen to my words, tomorrow they will be the same If I could start again, I would walk the same wrong way I am the broken shoes I am your dog with a black eyes I am the empty bottle I am the six-pack cans I ain't a five stars hotel I am a sleeping bag I ain't what you've become 'cause I've much more to learn And listen my words 'cause tomorrow I'll be the same I was the first to leave and I'll be the last one back again And listen to my words, tomorrow they will be the same If I could start again, I would walk the same wrong way

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Come to see the face of hate at the corner of the streets In paints over the walls that speaks more than each word I have known here the hate in irony peace lines Twenty feet high and more tearing our worlds apart I have seen the face of hate in bonfires' tall blaze in people's Raging shouts when flames reach up the flag I've known there the hate in a child's handful of stones In bricks torn from a wall in anger brought by squall Crush everybody who stands in your way Burn the martyrs burn the flags Clash against the police tank, stones in the air The scuffles ain't dead yet Crush everybody who stands in your way Burn the martyrs burn the flag Clash against the police tank, stones un the air We are alive, Alive but dead Come to see what books don't tell, What your dailies forget How loud can be the hush When feel like broke glass Truth is lived, not taught That's all we have to learn Look in the eyes of men We're all live but dead Crush everybody who stands in your way Burn the martyrs burn the flags Clash against the police tank, stones in the air The scuffles ain't dead yet Crush everybody who stands in your way Burn the martyrs burn the flag Clash against the police tank, stones un the air We are alive, Alive but dead

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

it's easy to talk and shit out proclaims But you have never really pissed against the wind Look at what you've been, look at your face I hope at least you feel ashamed You're a humbug that claims to be an other Never first in line, never ready to die You just shout out false rhetorical words But I have never see you there in the row My hate is for you You're worse than the silence You're worse than the mass Your nails are clean, you have smooth skin Such as who have never fought, lose or win In this fucked up world there are three ways to be The fools such as I am, still fighting the windmills Then hushed mass, who swallow every crap Never raise objections or you're gonna lose, sap! And then down below, there are the worst dregs Who claims for rights with a seated safe ass My hate is for you My hate is for you You're worse than the silence You're worse than the mass it's a deafening silence, a merciless offense See the scars deep inside and your fingerprints beside "My word's but a whisper - your deafness a SHOUT", If speech ain't turn to action everything's gonna fail My hate is for you My hate is for you You're worse than the silence You're worse than the mass My hate is for you My hate is for you You're worse than the silence You're worse than the mass

That's the third part of a wretched yarn We were playing in joints, we were playing in barns No chicks, no money, but expenses and dweebs Tourin' just for food and rotten place to sleep In spite of rip-offs , a new shit's on the way Thousands will download it, so we'll never be paid Makin' Thrash is privilege of you're from here So we just wanna make bleeding your ears We drank, played, burped with F.U.K. guys They snored all night like walrus oversize We got booze with B.A.R.C. friends And clenched the buttocks with the Swedish glam bands Good time in Netherlands at home with Biebob D.I E. girls are dancing above They said we sold well, but we never see cash The only satisfaction is to see you all dance Crash your bones down there Dance the moshing reel Hop some clumsy steps With Hyades We quarreled over trifle as a family do But we've stronger than eve and we're gonna punch your nose Rob moved to Dublin and keep a shine on the bar I miss ya brother, gotta sing "Whiskey in the jar" "As I was goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting" With Je on bass we went upstairs to Ness To record the flutter duck and join together the tracks Crash your bones down there Dance the moshing reel Hop some clumsy steps With Hyades MOSH PART Crash your bones down there Dance the moshing reel Hop some clumsy steps With Hyades

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

You gotta keep'm separated They're like the latest fashion They're like a spreading disease The kids are strappin' on their way to the classroom Getting weapons with the greatest of ease The gangs stake out campus locale And if they catch you slippin' then it's all over pal If one guy's colors and the other's don't mix They're gonna bash it up Bash it up x3 Hey, man you talkin' back to me Take him out You gotta keep'em separated Hey, man you disrespecting me take him out You gotta keep'em separated Hey, they don't pay no mind If you're under 18 you won't be doing any time Hey, come out and play By the time you hear the siren It's already too late One goes to the morgue and the other jail One guy's wasted and the other's a waste It goes down the same as the thousand before No one's getting smarter No one's learning the score Your never ending spree of death and violence and hate Is gonna tie your own rope Tie your own rope Tie your own Hey, man you disrespecting me take him out You gotta keeep'em separated Hey, man you talkin' back to me take him out You gotta keep'em separated Hey, don't pay no mind If you're under 18 you won't be doing any time Hey, come out and play It goes down the same as the thousand before No one's getting smarter No one's learning the score Your never ending spree of death and violence and hate Is gonna tie your own rope Tie your own rope Tie your own Hey, man you talkin' back to me take him out You gotta keep'em separated Hey, man you disrespecting me take him out You gotta keeep'em separated Hey, don't pay no mind If your under 18 you won't be doing any time Hey, come out and play

Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 17, 2025