1. 1.
    biohazard'ın 99 yılında çıkan albümü.

    End Of My Rope
    All For None
    Inner Fear On
    Abandon In Place
    Cycle Of Abuse
    Dogs Of War
    New World Disorder
    1 ... dolayli zarf tumleci
  2. 2.
    biohazard parçası.

    Hey, yo fuck it. I'm rollin in a 4-barrel Camaro, toward the Tribore, eyes
    narrow East River flow with marrow, along side the bridge zombies
    pushing bodies in wheel barrels, bitches sterile follow on crutches of
    rusted arrows try to breath through esophagus stuffed with sparrows,
    the imperial, terrarembrium, the spherical, I turn the steering wheel
    and pull into a 7-Eleven, met up with Billy, Danny, Rob and Evan from the
    fucking Bio, yo we down for survival with acid raindrenched skin infest-
    ed by termites, hermaphrodites on bikes swing spikes, think twice as I
    try to pacify the pariah beside the driver and Shotgun kelly flips the
    visor, time to devise a plan to reverse the demise of man before he's met
    by the lastset of the sun, armageddon, no question to answer, disaster
    results from behavior patterns. Earth lay raped, escape to saturn in a
    capsule, thirteen days of travel. Upon arrival plans unravel, imbalance
    of chemical pheremones, clones with no genitals surround us, we can't
    fuck them, no means of reproduction. I hear a scream and turn in that
    direction, 33-23-33, I see seven, coming toward us, to reward us...

    Disorder, enter the Millenium, time gets shorter
    Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder

    Armageddon, a new death is dawnin', I like the smell of napalm in the
    morning, four riders of the apocalypse descend from the north, a fear in
    my eye, I behold a pale horse. Armageddon, no time to cry we all die as
    the sky turns red, the missles start to fly. Factionstake action, eleven
    families rule, millenium approaches, survival of the roaches. Body
    armor will make you feel calmer or safe from the drama, deplow stealth
    military bombers, ass out, get down on your knees and pray; illuminati
    takes your soul on the eve of judgement day as the armies of darkness
    irradicate life and we all go to hell and satan fucks your wife. Strife, ter-
    ror without a minute to pray, human beings at odds, peace becomes dis-
    aray, I'm humongous from Mad Max, Lord of the Wasteland with crazy ill
    troops all at my command, don't you ever fall victim to my master plan,
    I'm the dealer of death and here's your motherfuckin' hand.

    I'm ready to take back whatever they sold ya cuz the scheme is a secret
    so nobody ever told ya, an underground illuminated tribe of radicals
    ready to take forth and feast like cannibals, animals, huffing the fumes
    of rotting flesh exhumed from the corpses of presisdents, dissents and
    fools with a one way ticket from the temple of doom, dark sides of
    moons and ill atomic booms leave the earth all shakin and full of
    wounds from Krakatoa east of Java to Camaroon, and coming soon to a
    theater near you, the end of everything that we once knew.

    The grand finale strap my body with TNT, take the president and his
    bitch with me tearing down the walls of this conspiracy, fuck skull and
    bones and illuminati. Irradication of the land of the free but I'm the
    brave, ain't going out like a motherfuckin' slave, neobarbaric post-
    apocalyptic war, ground zero brooklyn, the world at war.

    I woke up, bar codes on my forehead, it's a living nightmare, my families
    all dead. I gotta call Fred but no dail tone, I'm out for
    self cuz I'm gonna die alone, this is madness I'm drooling with the lock
    jaw, my elevator don't go to the top floor, I hold my breath cuz the O2
    killed, I'm suffocating, I can't pay my oxigen bill. There's no tomorrow, I
    wish a nigga murder me, the president declared a state of emergency.
    The coast guard bangin' at my front door, I got homemade bombs if they
    want war. There's no sun, they put a fucking chip in me, I'm a clone, mat-
    ta fact it's a different me. I'm high tech kid, you get a bomb in the mail, so
    if you die today then I'll see you in hell, I'll see you in hell, see you in hell.
    ... dolayli zarf tumleci
  3. 3.
    bir arkasia şarkısı.


    ... influx