Stone – Escape

Suora lainaus Ari Väntäsen kirjoittamasta Stone historiikista: “Esimerkiksi Escapen sanoitus on 15-vuotiaan täysin kokemattoman jätkän käsitys siitä, millaista elämä kovien huumeiden maailmassa.”

“Black curtain is fading the lights out
My eyes are blinded
Sorrow in my head, pain fills my brain
I’m gonna explode unless I get
Speed in my vein

God knows I want to break free
But the pain is too much
So help me, please
I know this ain’t the right way out
What could I dou, I couldn’t
Face the truth

Fight the truth, forget it
Escape from reality
Killing my feelings and lighting
My brain
The easiest way to forgive myself

Run, hide
Fight, hard
Run, hide
But I’ll die

My time is running out, my end nears
I must change, I must see the light
Only god could help me, he’d give
The power
But I can’t live without speed
Am I a coward

Run, hide – Try to escape
Fight, hard – But there’s no way out
Run, hide – Try to escape
But I’ll die – My time’s run out

Damage crept up on me, pain turned too high
My brain was overloaded, ready to blow up
What was in my mind before
It was emptied…

Feeling things suck my brain out
Flaming in my head
Now I’m resting in peace without pain
But there’s one thing you should know
I died with joy

Run, hide – Try to escape
Fight, hard – But there’s no way out
Run, hide – Try to escape
But I’ll die – My time’s run out”

Deuteronomium – Druglord

Kotimaisen “deukkiksen” tiukka kristillinen “dödö” otti käsittelyynsä kakkosalbumilla myös huumediilerit.

“Could someone tell me who took away
The light from my eyes
I’m walking through my nightmare called life
I don’t care if it is day or night
Don’t have any plans for the future
My future is dead
I only need my needle, don’t need no bread
Deep in my head I know the butcher

Druglord, you stole my soul
Druglord, melted my brains
Druglord, made me a living dead
Don’t give your pinkie to Druglord

I walk alone in my colorless world
I run for needle, steal for a trip
Whore for the Druglord, kill for his wish
I am as free as a wingless bird
I’ve lost my family, I’ve lost my friends
In this valley of misery cold are the walls
And in my head, House of the Damned calls
Will I follow before it ends

Druglord, you stole my soul
Druglord, melted my brains
Druglord, made me a living dead
Don’t give your pinkie to Druglord

Druglord, leave me alone!”

Black Sabbath – Methademic

Ei tule kovin suurena yllätyksenä, että Black Sabbathin comeback albumin 13 ainoa Ozzy Osbournen sanoittama laulu käsittelee kemiallisia substansseja.

“The epidemic from a crystal lie
Puts you in super over drive
The methademic that is so hard to hide
Insanely staring with wide eyes

Hellucinating in a chemical Hell
Ain’t my idea of having fun
Synthetic overload you’re under its spell
Your super nightmare’s just begun

You try to stop, but it controls you
Your love affair with it won’t last
You’re on a suicidal ride of self-destruction
And in the end you’re gonna crash

You live too fast
You live too fast

You look just like a dead man alive
Losing the fight for survival
You sit and wait at Hell’s fiery gate
Waiting the Devil’s arrival

You live so fast you need more methademic crystal
You never sleep you just keep goin’
Just push the trigger on your hypodermic pistol
Each time you’re dying without knowing

You live too fast
You live too fast

What’s the point it’s killing you without you even knowing
I can tell you’ve sold your soul and hell is where you’re going
I’ll see you there”

Witchfinder General – Free Country

Reality it is a lie
The briefest dream before I die
To comprehend the cosmic scheme
See the truth behind my dream

Look out for me
Let’s trip on LSD
Look out for me
DS look out for me

Rocky’s gold, leb is red
Black goes right to my head
Mushroom tea, a toke of weed
Amphetamine is real good speed

Look out for me
Come have some mushroom tea
Look out for me
DS look out for me

Lines of speed on a mirror face
Sniff it up through a biro case
Heroin is for the hero
It’s a killer, you gotta say no

Look out for me
Let’s trip on LSD
Look out for me
DS look out for me

Turn to drugs to free my mind
Just to see what I would find
Tabs are great, now ask the drummer
Smack my friend is just a bummer

Tukkanuotta – Viimeine nistiretki

Lentokentällä jännittää, hanuri täynnä tavaraa
aineita kovia, tulli klaarataan, suuntana luukku!

Suolesta suoneen, piikki saastainen,
nyt juhlii Kamalainen,
Halluja, vainoja, värejä, lainoja
ässä hihas, kytät vittu pihas
kytät vittu pihas

[Chorus:]
Tämä hetki, viimeinen nistiretki

Jalat alle, luukku vaihtuu,
nyt tarvii lisää, kuosi haihtuu,
kamoissa on kivaa, vauhti päätä huimaa

[Chorus]

Riflat housussa, pirinousussa
Hupo tarjoo kyydin
Miekka-Wolkkari, joka nipan olkkari,
viimeinen pommi, nyt loppui Kamalaisen onni

[Chorus]

Shitler – Irti mun huumeista

Tiukka suht-tuore ralli huumeista, huumepolitiikasta ja ties mistä.

Lyrics:
Räsänen ja persujuntit irti mun huumeista
Täytyyhän se miehellä olla harrastuksia
Oikeistojeesus purjehtii mutta duunarit ne douppaa
Sekoilulla auttaa isänmaan talousahdingosta

Suomi nousuun – puskat kasvuun
Nokia on kusessa – ratkaisu piriluukutuksessa

Neekeriongelma uhkaa, mikä nyt eteen?
Hakkarainenki rakastaa kaikkia, laitan LSD:tä veteen
Paketoidut pellot antaa tilaa koksuplantaaseille
Pöhinää ja puhtia huumesukupolven farmareille

Seremonia – Rock’n’Rollin maailma

Seremonian ensialbumin ykkössingle on kyllä varsin tarttuva ralli Rock-maailmasta ja sen paheista :-D

“Sabatti, purppura ja zeppeliini
pilvi, pillerit ja halpa viini
illasta toiseen kadulla notkut
duunistakin tuli jo potkut

roskiin lentää rippiristi
kun kuvioon tulee okkultismi
tuttu maailma taakse jää
kun mielenterveyden menettää

Rock’n’rollin maailma
päihteet rikokset kuolema
kirkkomaa tai mielisairaala
viimeisenä osoitteena”

Savatage – Morphine Child

Suoranaisestihan tällä biisillä ei nimestään huolimatta ole tekemistä käsittääkseni huumeiden kanssa. Yhden ajatuksen mukaan biisi kertoo ihmisestä, joka pettymysten edessä antaa periksi ja elää elämäänsä morfiinin kaltaisessa tunnottomassa tilassa.

“There’s a thief on a summer’s night
Across an ocean
Who sees another’s life fading away

And of this life he writes
Without emotion
Then pushes it from sight
Somewhere faraway
To a distant land
Every tear betrayed
And never makes
And never makes
And never makes
And never makes a stand
Makes a stand
Lord there’s something wrong
Makes a stand

Could a star’s forgotten light
A child’s devotion
Embrace eternal night
In shallow graves

As we watch from distant heights
No breath or motion
Still every ghost must haunt in its own way
Sleep beneath my dreams
Safe within my hands
Where i never under
Never under
Never understand

Lord there’s something wrong

No one remembers
No one denies
No one asks questions
No one replies

Here nothing enters
Nothing departs
Here nothing’s ended
If nothing starts

In your life could you carry on
Could you never think about it
Till in time you start to doubt it

Then you close your eyes
Is it really gone
How in truth can you defend her
If you’re really not remembering

No regrets
If you just forget
If a memory is lenient
You can find it most convenient
So you let it fade
Till it’s very vague
Just a silhouette of shadows
But the shadows are still lingering

Still i hold you there
With your endless stare

I’m too old to be living this
Lived to long to be given this
Can our god be forgiving this

I had a light that shined
Across my mind
Rarely see it any more

Now it is mostly dark
Accept for sparks
Can’t remember what they’re for

I am the morphine child
The dream defiled
The never ending metaphor
I am the wizard oz
Result and cause
Never look behind that door

Cantations
Cantations
Cantations
Cantations

Never listen to the crowd before me
Never listen to the self ordained
Never really wanted to believe it any way

Time is fading
Night is calling
I am on my way

Turn around turn around
Turn around turn around

Time is fading
Night is calling
I am on my …”

Bullet for My Valentine – The Last Fight

Bullet for My Valentinen Fever-albumin kakkossinglessa seurataan addiktin elämää vierestä ja päätetään yrittää vielä kerran kammeta kaveri ulos suosta.

“I don’t wanna stand beside you
I don’t wanna try and feel the pain you’re going through
Till the death you’ve seen is through.

Cold sweats, hallucinations
I wanna scream to show
The hell I’m going through,
The addiction’s taking you.

Can you see me through bloodshot eyes
Should I fight for what is right or let it die?
Now I’m choking on force fed lies
Do I fight or let it die?

I will fight, one more fight
Don’t break down in front of me.
I will fight, one more fight
I am not the enemy.
I will try one last time
Are you listening to me?
I will fight, the last fight
I am not your enemy.

Everyone is sick of caring
No silver lining on the cloud that covers you
Let it pour and soak you through.

No hope, just desperation,
So sit and wait for death
And pray it takes you soon.
The addiction’s taking you.

Can you see me through bloodshot eyes
Should I fight for what is right or let it die?
Now I’m choking on force fed lies
Do I fight or let it die?

I will fight, one more fight
Don’t break down in front of me.
I will fight, one more fight
I am not the enemy.
I will try one last time
Are you listening to me?
I will fight, the last fight
I am not your enemy.

Can you feel me through bloodshot eyes
Should I fight another night or let it die?
Now I’m choking on every lie.
Do I fight or let it die?

I will fight, one more fight
Don’t break down in front of me.
I will fight, one more fight
I am not the enemy.
I will try one last time
Are you listening to me?
I will fight, the last fight
I am not your enemy.

I am not your, not your enemy!
I am not your enemy.”

Megadeth – Guns, Drugs & Money

Mustainen näkemys USA:n ja Meksikon välisestä huumesodasta.

“Drinking cold cerveza in a boiling hot saloon
Chasing shots of tequila, just about high noon
Outside Nuevo Laredo, deep in no man’s land
Become a killer or be killed; face down in the Rio Grande

Poverty will turn the life of any good man bad
All love and mercy ever learned, he’ll soon forget what he had

Guns, drugs and money under the Mexican sky
Guns, drugs and money; pick your poison or you die
Guns, drugs and money; a pistol pressed to his head
Choose silver and you’re rich; you die if you choose lead

He had a suitcase full of money, plenty of ammo for his gun
The sweat rolls down his dirty face, his plans have all come undone
It’s just a matter of time, no matter how he tries
He hears “Plata O Plomo, Gringo?” the last words before he dies

Poverty will turn the life of any good man bad
All love and mercy ever learned, he’ll soon forget what he had

Guns, drugs and money under the Mexican sky
Guns, drugs and money; pick your poison or you die
Guns, drugs and money; a pistol pressed to his head
Choose silver and you’re rich; you die if you choose lead”