Coroner No More Colour All lyrics by Marquis Marky except "Why It Hurts" by Martin Ain Produced by Pete Hinton and Coroner Engineered by Steve Rispin Mixed by Dan Johnson and Scott Burns at Morrisound, Tampa, Florida Recorded at Sky Trak Studio, West Berlin, June 89 Executive Producer Karl-Ulrich Walterbach Cover concept and design by Marquis Marky All Synth. Eff. by Steve Rispin Spoken words on "Last Entertainment" by M. Marky Management: Drakkar Promotion Europe, Drakkar USA Available on NOISE INTL. - WK 45181 Die By My Hand Shining metal Arc of light Red eyes Smell of fear Deep cut Red stream On white skin In slow-motion Stop time Close your lips Keep the word Lay down and sleep With bleeding heart I'll take you away Save you from The claws of time Die by my hand, die by my hand Now you are A crystal rose Frozen for Eternity Down on my knees Caress your body Inside my head In slow-motion Stop time Close your lips Keep the word Lay down and sleep With bleeding heart I'll take you away Save you from The claws of time Die by my hand, die by my hand Die by my hand No Need To Be Human A new day's born After a long hard ride I'm on my way To a place called home But now I'm here Lost between machines Watching grey, mute faces Go on and destroy their lives Why do you do this...stop it now 'Cos in fact you're innocent...Like a new born child Identity's lost...no need for names Identity's lost...no need for ideas Identity's lost...no need for resistance Identity's lost...no need to be human Why do you do this...stop it now 'Cos in fact you're innocent...Like a new born child Why do you do this...stop it now 'Cos in fact you're innocent...Like a new born child Read My Scars My cry echoes on a naked wall Cold like a crystal Numbered hours creeping Insanity strangles reality... Weakened, crushed, formed New dimensions arise My mind becomes a fortress Impregnable, shut The walls between us make the public safe... Read my scars...see why I'm like that Read my scars...and don't ask me why Whisper turns into a scream Light would burn my skin My legs, useless instruments My eyes, almost blind See the sunny world outside Ignorant of the fact Faking shock, forgetting fast Freedom is a gift... My cry echoes on a naked wall Cold like a crystal Numbered hours creeping Insanity strangles reality... The walls between us make the public safe... Read my scars...see why I'm like that Read my scars...and don't ask me why The walls between us make the public safe... Read my scars...see why I'm like that Read my scars...and don't ask me why D. O. A. I won't go till the sun lights the night And the moon is melting my skin Water turns to fire And flames are freezing to ice I won't go till I've tasted dark wine Made out of deepest sorrow Absorbing winds of suffering On fields of blood and tears Pictures move fast...the end in sight But I will break...the laws of time I won't go till I've immersed myself On the trail of mystery Searching for the sacred two-headed worm Who crawls down my soul Mistress Of Deception Glowing heat, horizon swims Wall-less labyrinth Grace and ugliness, combined like never before It's hell on earth, desert law Where water means gold Burning breath, deadly games Two colored world of disgrace Where water means gold Mistress of deception Daughter of death Realm of the sun Merciless, invincible Glowing heat, horizon swims Wall-less labyrinth Storm, culmination of her wildness Swallows every trace for eternity Tunnel Of Pain Endless run, endless pain Thousands of words, beating my brain Thousands of lips, try to explain But never found the answer Pushed around, edge to edge Never felt safe, never felt home Different system, another parole Decision demanded, what do I do Take that stone and replace my body Take that stone and replace my soul Take that stone and replace my heart Take that stone and replace it all I'm lost, born on the dark side My life, a tunnel of pain Take that stone and replace my body Take that stone and replace my soul Burned out, head down Still on search, cry'n out Take me away, far away Take me away, away from it all Why It Hurts Lonely it spreads its wings Eager to wake my fire Slowly circling over me Burning with deep desire I don't know why it hurts What the hell is it all about When I lie awake at night I feel it all 'round me Winding like the snake of old It's foul breath all about me I don't know why it hurts What the hell is it all about It fills my head with words But when I want to speak I don't know what to say I feel like shattered glass Is cutting at my very heart I long for it with every nerve It's tearing me apart I don't know why it is What the hell is it all about Last Entertainment (T.V. Bizarre) Acted situation Cheap shadowplay, sold expensive Triumph of a dying culture Rotten core Surrounded by the Faceless circle stream Rolls like the boom Of giant granite cylinders Exposed victims and their hopeless runs Breathe in dust with a boot in their neck The fear in their eyes Make spectators hearts Beat the slow rhythm Of executed "justice" Spiral progress, unstoppable Exhausted sources Replaced by perversion Now we come down Down there to the realm of blood Diving in seas of Putrefied bodies Charge yourself during scenes of dying You will buy again Cause boredom creates hunger...