"Worldsaw"  Parental Advisory genre: Death Metal
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	a long death metal piece with a very special middle part incl. saw samples...
	CD: Red Universe   Label: none; self-released Credits: Osh
	Story Behind the Song The song's lyrics have been rewritten several times. The final version is insprired by the situation during the weeks after Sept. 11th... Lyrics I. THE SO-CALLED “NEW” WAR Workday – On radio implausible news Joking – This can’t be – It’s not a satire Home then – TV – Let’s see what it was A new beacon for those who deny that The world is a tree with many beautiful branches To taste its various fruits offers numberless chances To learn from our fullness could be what we exist for But the trunk reels under the blade of a saw Its cruelty is devastating - War its greatest stimulation A war that knows no aim nor bounds - As any I’m happy to sing this song to digest my topical incompetence So I can pretend that I care though I defend myself through ignorance The world is a tree with many beautiful branches To taste its various fruits offers numberless chances To learn from our fullness could be what we exist for But the trunk reels under the blade of the worldsaw Go! Lay your neck under it! II. IGNORANCE AS SELF-DEFENCE The shavings reach up to my knees However my boots reach higher I just stand motionless and wonder You see our features are of wax Stretched on a cold and heartless rack Accept it as a virtue - Don’t ever let pity burn on you World saws The shavings reach up to my face You see my face is made of wax I just stand motionless and gaze - As it attacks As it attacks III. DER MENSCH MIT SICH ALLEIN (instr.) IV. CRUSADE War! Its cruelty is devastating - Hate its best gratification A hatred without aim and bound - As any Its cruelty is everlasting – Hate the Alpha and Omega So lecherous to divide So lecherous to divide the globe Revenge – In “God’s country” soon dies a Sikh Hateblind – The stripes shine in white and blood-red When bombing is justice and peanut butter bread The ordinariness of the senseless is (almost) back Only its shades of red have increased Heyday – All worlds forced by war lunacy Herd to the pasture - This way it must be The ground will be ploughed and the seed will be sown And no one will ever find a reason to doubt that The world is a tree with many beautiful branches To taste its various fruits offers numberless chances To learn from our fullness could be what we exist for But the trunk reels under the blade of a saw.

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