MOURNFUL CRIES (SST Records, 1988) The Creeps (Words & Music: Chandler) „I´ll give you the creeps!“ Creepy feeling, deep inside Makes you sweat, burns your eyes It´s behind you, then it´s not there Drives you crazy, pull out your hair Try to live, a normal life Too much pressure, too much strife You missed the edge, you´re locked away Live with your fears everyday Creepy feeling, deep inside Staying with you, runs your life Doctors let you, out today They say you´re cured, you´re just not safe Dragon Time (Words & Music: Chandler) Frightened people listen To a dragon´s growl Its sleep was disturbed Now it´s time to prowl Off in the distance Villages burn Frightened people running Next, it´s their turn It´s dragon´s time in the village tonight People screaming filled with fright No way to save their simple homes Dragon´s breath is burning bright Lighting up the darkest night Leaving desolation all around Ancient wings unfolding The lair´s come alive Ancient lips are cracking As they´re grinning wide Taking to the air With gleaming yellow eyes Driven mad by hunger In search of any life Leaving desolation all around Shooting Gallery (Words & Music: Chandler) Last night I went to hell The tenement, it smelled Of the stench of death The shooting galleries´ breath I saw women and men Kill themselves again and again They make their own disease And the end they will not see Yesterday I had a girl To me, she meant all the world Until the needle filled her arm Now she fills me with alarm Tombstone graves fill her eyes She looks at me with mad despise I pity her destiny Now she´s only hating me They say that they don´t care at all The world is fucking sad On that point I agree with them But nothing is that bad Poison disease, eating through their minds They will never see the end of the line I will never understand why they do it to themselves Why they choose a life that so resembles hell Now I stand in pouring rain At a friend´s funeral again Tears fill my eyes He lived a tortured life And as I walk away I see another stray Stumbling down the street It seems so sad to me Bitter Truth (Words & Music: Weinrich) I knew a man, I´m proud to say But he couldn´t live in a world he couldn´t see The laws of life, its ways are cold Hidden patterns genetic mold No one seemed to know for sure A knowing look of falling to death´s door Living unreal, time is to steal Booking passage on a journey unknown Blackened veins of nihilistic sadness A painted mask substance induced gladness With a spike or from a bottle Tiny cartoon pictures on a square of paper blotter He was a man, was fear´s machine Sickness don´t fail, don´t succumb to self-esteem Unseen vessel, undreamed flight No one knows if you were wrong or if you were right R.I.P. H.B. Dedicated to Doug (H.B.) Caldwell - R.I.P. The Troll (Words & Music: Chandler) I´ve been down so long, I cannot see Any way out of me I live under rocks and under stones That´s where I spend my time alone People don´t know I exist Their company is never missed I never see the light of day Somehow that don´t bother me Nothing ever changes I gave up trying Once I stuck my head above ground I didn´t like what was around Crime, disease and poverty All of this assaulting me People shove as hard as they can No one lends a helping hand You could drop dead in the street And they´d just laugh hysterically Nothing ever changes I gave up trying Worlds may come and worlds may go I´ll just stay here down below Bats and worms are my friends They´ll stick with me until the end Don´t want to be a part of your land Down here I am my own man I live and hope eternally For a world filled with peace Nothing ever changes I gave up trying Looking Glass (Words & Music: Weinrich) When is the time, to do something about your agony Without a dime, you can´t moan about the way it should be The passion is there, let it come out naturally You need not care, how others might think you should be Look at the past, the name of the game was pain The pleasure don´t last, you lost what there was to gain Hurtin´ so many, lovin´ so few The one good thing that you can do Playing the stars your melodies Living´s so hard when it´s on your knees You know what´s right, and you know that kindness can It´s a mental fight and the winner is a man Open your eyes, shake your head Raise your body from the dead Cold gray haze will never stay Don´t ever let ´em take your strength away