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Init
01:12
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2. |
G.S.W./Rage
06:02
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g.s.w. / rage
I was attacked - I don't know why
was near to death but saw no light
you thought I'm dead, left me alive
seeing your face was like a kick in a hive
I felt the heat deep inside
dislodged the bullet - it made me blind
it was a pain I never felt again
death did caress me but didn't win
the bullet blew away my sorrow
don't know how much blood I’ve swallowed
the 2nd tasted good, now search the 1st one
look for the man I was
something went wrong
I miss the man I was
something went wrong
I know it's wrong
something went wrong
it is a stirring situation
you’re on the run but can not hide
you leave a trail, I follow you
you live your life, I'm watching you
your face in my minds eye
you killed my hope,
I don't let you die
I want to harm you the way like you did
maybe it pleases me to see your blood…
now I'm a man of violence
grant me my sense of justice
the 2nd left me, now search the 1st one
to get the only one - I know it's wrong
I use the 1st one but know it's wrong
I know it's wrong
something went wrong
(chorus)
do you remember the day
you met me in hate
playing at fate
who is the man
who signed my body with scars
always tell me
how quick a life can be stopped
it was a shot - that ripped my skin…
it was a shot - that sharpened my mind…
it was a shot - that changed my life…
a simple gun shot
turned life to hell
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3. |
Red Coloured Emotions
05:04
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red coloured emotions
I am a modern hunter –
marching through the rain
looking for a bloody shot –
I play a gainful game
landscapes not my main target –
I want to face the fear
my soul painted with foreign blood –
my illusions disappear
jarring sirens in the air –
I shoot a dying man
his eyes wide open he goes down
shouts declining in the night
he is a father and my friend …
shit happens but it sells
I understand but can't prevent –
turn off my mind and hold his hand
I got an order – another mission –
I don't know what I get
fingers ready on the trigger –
emotions coloured red
I'm a soldier without faith –
the camera my most brutal gun
aiding a desperate mom to see
that bullets passed into her son.
(chorus 1)
interchangeable man walking on their way – straight from life to death
visual failures were captured on film
by puppets not able to see
their hands adjust the focal distance
to feed the daily press
leaving the scenes when the job is done – looking for other atrocities
(chorus 2)
the interchangeable man walking on their way
straight from screen to shot
telling the world that their work is worth – there's nothing left but this
creating in the name of peace
another deeply shocking decay
promoted wars in tasty bytes –
maybe god will bless your soul
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4. |
Prosperity
04:19
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prosperity
unsorted venues - collected names
different perspectives
waiting for accomplishment
messengers and prophets
sagacity - grace
pursuit and escape - other world technology
specific targets - deleted names
repeating systems
waiting for sanctification
challengers and spirits
accusers execution
belief and trust - foreign world prosperity
(chorus 1)
we rule - we crash - we pray
exclusive violence
a gift for you - obedience - your fate
our mission - the game –
victories on battlefields
manipulated minds
a cage called home - you're in the zone
die to free your mind
(chorus 2)
arosed from war –
in fights we live - brutally we act
making our claims without a reason
no matter what will happen
you reach your destination
death is just an effect
for something in the past
it is your fate – to be liberated –
don’t ask untamed
it's not the final game
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5. |
Headfake
05:11
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headfake
life, salvation and madness -
I run, I work, I pay
my words are true but no one cares
the world against me – I act not talk
conformity, confusion and rage
I sleep, I eat, I fight, I speak
there is no god, no hell, no peace
the trust in me – the only truth
I watch me from inside
no matter if the other dies
dreams, reality and anger
I feel, I love, I hate
the news censored but no one sees
all of my colleagues are nearly blind
prosperity, destruction and lies
I read, I write, I paint, I hear
there is no freedom, no hope, no faith
to find a soul mate the only way
to get the chance to find my peace
my neighbour is the enemy
(chorus)
nothing but the claim is here
a guilty conscience needs no accusers
in fights there is no time to fear
unsteadiness turns men to losers
I blame it on the man in front
his peering eyes touching me lightly
I need your help! where are you God?
my thoughts are like attacking cruisers
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6. |
Tempted
04:32
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tempted
everything changes you take off your dress
there's nothing you do, you just stand there
a rotund butt, your hands through your hair
your smile is so smart –
one's legs apart on the chair
a face like a painting,
your mouth is pure sin
my body is burning,
your tongue on my skin
everything's gone
when you use your hands
I taste your cream when you sit on my face
you're down on your knees,
your lustful eyes
say that you love me,
want to hear all these lies
can feel your throat,
your lips 'round my meat
show that you like it –
you know how to treat
it thrills me how you move
when you move
your body is quaking, it's all so smooth
I smell your aura,
can taste your sweat
it makes me scream, you bite my neck
can't see your face –
I lick your clit
a sensual moaning - I scratch your back
your perfect body, you close a gap
you're smiling complied - you are my trap
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self-defence
disturbing thoughts I’ve caught on paper
troubling remorse out of my head
caged forever to remember
to an action in the past
committed failures just impressions
careless whispers of myself
just try to secure my own cognition
paper’s patient and will survive me
I try to fool my superior foe
but it will burn near by the flames
don’t want to fall in inner pain
I want to stop these sick thoughts of destruct
returning in slow-motion films
worth to forget –
to get it out of my head
I know the strange behaviour of stupidity
but it’s not the worst creativity
to help myself just an ability
my hands are slaves they bring me down
and find the way between the lines
it’s my advantage –
now I’m prepared for further scenes
(chorus)
another nightmare scene deleted
just remembrance of the past
annihilated thoughts of broken defence
a new direction - a change of scenes
mad emotions pale my skin
a cocktail of sins leads me to my old power
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8. |
Fear (V.2)
05:49
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fear v.2
a dark place –
no light, no warmth, no safety
where am I
a cold light lights up this strange place
nevertheless there is no safety
fear in my mind
a voice is calling my name
irrelevant – hardship the end is near…
so close, so close
something is reaching for me
I’m in a rush of sedatives and drugs
they make my body carelessly
peace in my mind –
a needle pierces my skin
a liquid is mixing with my blood
the idyll gets destroyed
by torment, pain and agony,
by sorrow and distress…
now this is reality
(chorus 1)
is there a light I can see in the sky
is there a sign for being alive
is there a voice deep in my head
or is it a bug or just a fear to have it
(chorus 2)
is there a fight my body should win
is there a force I have to defend against
is there a poison straight into my veins
or is it despair which spreads in my mind
is there a hole deep in my soul
a kind of freedom which follows the drugs
is there a hand waking me up from my dreams
a helping hand I can hold in the night –
that I can hold in the night
(end)
is there a light I can see in the sky
there is no sign for being alive…
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9. |
Untitled (1978)
04:48
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10. |
Mindschwitch
05:12
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mindswitch
I close the door behind me –
a chaos in my head
no glass to break, no friends to call –
lay in my bed awake
when you said good-bye
I felt the pain inside my brain
I never could imagine
that love is killing me
“sunday morning vibes”
I have to leave them behind
I drift against the wall of life,
not sure that I am fine
your fragrance in my nose –
I see your picture in my mind
your words are pumping in my head –
my life is out of line
I cross your way
and I see nothing in your eyes
your mimic is rejection –
I cheat myself with lies
your portrait is so fine
but just a sheet on the wall
you see my mental state
but I'm too proud to crawl
I walk along the floor –
I see your letters on the wall
I know each word, I know each line –
read them a thousand times
the pictures in my hands –
are just a store of memories
alone with my emotions
I want to feel that I'm alive
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11. |
Y.C.B.L.
07:18
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y.c.b.l.
love - love is circling arbitrary
a strangers thoughts - out of control
possession - what is the purpose of
distrust - it makes the mind corrupt
fate - fate is circling naturally
insight is bearing a never-ending force
lovesickness is not a luxury
and friendship is what it’s all about
hate it is the blade on everybody’s neck
trust – trust is circling carefully
side blows obscure inner shakiness
faith is worth to live for and more
jealousy is like an unloved child
self-esteem is what you really need
we - we carry the cross - across our yearnings
nothing is predetermined – but we
we act within
deep inside we damn ourselves for being alive
feelings, kisses and tears – love hate pain
love hate pain - are changing
it's not a game,
there's nothing to blame
we can't get out,
we won't step out
nothing – nothing is changing!
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12. |
However (Good-Bye)
04:59
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however (good-bye)
it's not a great attraction –
your body in my bed
isn't it a hazard –
your cunt so warm and wet
it's not an endless joy
to see your laughing face
but isn't it our fate –
love is gone without a trace
… without a trace
it’s a frustrating thing –
wordless eve's in a row
isn't it a punishment –
that sex replaces your soul
it is the best relation –
my cock deep in your head
but isn't it a tragedy
the only thing you get
… the only thing you get
it is the best solution
to wait until you go
but isn't it reality
that you will never do
it is a peeving fact -
you're beautiful but dull
isn't it a reason
be bored but stand by you
it is a kind of freedom
to let you down unknowing
but isn't it a prospect
to know that nothing's changing
… a prospect to know
that nothing's ever changing
[end]
you can’t feel me –
can’t you feel me
take me away –
I go away
no more days
good bye, good bye, good bye
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Amnistia Leipzig, Germany
The name Amnistia is both the program and a philosophy. In many languages it means amnesty. Amnistia releases their band- members from inactivity, provides freedom for creativity, it is an outlet, and their work is a verdict that their minds have transformed into sound. ... more
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