All Hell Broke Loose

by BERKOWITZ

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released February 6, 2017

Written, recorded and produced by
BERKOWITZ
in Berlin, Germany.

Mastered by
DAVID MAURITZON
in Varberg, Sweden.

Artwork & Layout by
ILLUSTRIOUS.

Published by
RØDEL RECORDS.

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Track Name: Hell... Or The Next Best Thing
All the little children...
Born without their eyes.
They see hell.

All the pretty women...
Acid took their sight.
They‘ve seen hell.

All the fine and rich men...
With all their good intentions.
They create hell.

Praise the new gods.
Worship and fear.
Heaven. A construct.
God. A bitter joke.
But hell is real.

Rise, sculptors of the new world.
Rise, ambassadors of death.
Rise, architects of obliteration.
Rise, preachers of the end.
Track Name: Machinery
You and me.
We‘re not gonna save the world today.
Today‘s too late.

Cold, lifeless bodies.
Waiting for the end.
Freedom. Just a borrowed word.
A failed experiment.

You and me.
We‘re not gonna save the world today.
Today‘s too late.

You and me.
We‘re gears in the same machinery.

We‘re not gonna change the world.
We‘re not gonna change.

Slavery.
Machinery.
Track Name: Angels To Some
Death. A hollow threat.
Poison on your tongue.
No time to waste. No wound to heal.
Immortality and beyond.

Life disturbs the peace.
Where it all began.
The root of chaos. Seed of malice.
Where it all went wrong.

Angels to some.
Demons to others.
Bowing to none.

A state of mind you‘ll never reach.
Pure and untamed strength.
Every fibre. Every cell.
Every drop of blood.

A wisdom you can‘t comprehend.
Undying spark of light.
This cosmic glance of creation.
A torch to me. Yet blinded is your sight.
Track Name: Ride
This darkness ahead. Clouding the only way.
No turning back. I will escape.
These last years. The void. Make me forget.
Set me free. I‘ve got no regrets.

This darkness ahead. Cold, bittersweet air.
No more worries. No more despair.

Blackness to blackness.
Blackness to black.

This darkness ahead. Whirlwinds of broken glass.
Blood-stained fragments of a fading past.
Blackness to blackness. Perpetual starless night.
Tenses and realities. Ominous, glooming lights.

Blackness to blackness.
Blackness to black.
Track Name: Zweitausendfünfzehn
Can‘t you see them rallying again?
Old and young. Everyone.

The sign of the eagle on a crooked cross.
Crush, blast and grind it.
Don‘t yield an inch to this idiot cause.

Admiration for extermination.
Murderous nation.
Glorifying heinous crimes.

Degenerate propaganda
Always blames the weak.
Nothing but war in the empty heads
Of these useless white trash freaks.

Gathering intelligence to terrorize refugees.
Gunshots. Setting fires.
Fuck off. This is not 1933.

Lowlife bastards.
Delusional supremacy.
Devious instigators.
Pathetic dying breed.

The sign of the eagle on a crooked cross.
Crush, blast and grind it.
Don‘t yield an inch to this idiot cause.

Admiration for extermination.
Murderous nation.
Ignorant. Hateful. Blind.

Old or young.
Scum is scum.

Can‘t you see them destroying everything?
Track Name: The West
This world that gave us everything
Has made us so vain and proud.
We love the faces reflected in the mirror.
We hate the ones who don‘t.

Vain and proud.
We‘ve grown tired.
Nothing left to care about.
No reason left to fight.

No man‘s law to follow.
No god‘s commands to fear.

Vain and proud.
We‘ve grown tired.
Nobody left to die for.
No reason left to live.

This world that gave us everything
Has made us sick and slow.
We live our rich and happy lives.
Still, like all the lesser ones, we die alone.

Vain and proud.
We‘ve grown tired.
Every transgression committed.
Every virtue sold.

They came to take it all away.
This freedom we never had to earn.
The poor. The underprivileged.
From golden chalices we drank their blood.

Levelling our throne of bones.
They came to take our lives.
Centuries of arrogance.
Today we pay the price.
Track Name: Watch The World Burn
Utterly reckless self-perception.
Dead end civilization.
Narcissistic first world satisfaction.
Weapons of mass distraction.

I watch the world burn.

Generation mindless.
Generation pride.
Waiting for death.
The slowest way of suicide.

Generation pointless.
Generation spoiled.
Devil may care.
Devil may join.

Utter madness.
Catatonia.
No task. No hope. No future.
Omniphobia.

I watch the world burn.

I set the world on fire
Just to watch it burn.

Generation braindead.
Dependent on machines.
Interrupted life support.
The day we perish.
The day the earth moves on.

I set the world on fire
Just to watch it burn.
I set the world on fire
Just to watch it burn.