Phobic - eggshell-walking on a brink.
Camera sensor eyes pierce.
We excuse stone-set normality.
yet send tremors through morality.
Frozen optics,
traction for outspoken heads.
Fuck your badgeless, rankless dirge
and bizarre take on community concern.
Division is your vision.
Cajoled - jostled into position
where we can't ascend or defend.
Funny how you're moulded by perfection;
Which visionary told you so?
Curse our influence,
traction for outspoken heads.
Your true colours make us reel - scab
Garish hue with bilious sheen - scab
no dressing up to the nines - scab
It's permanent under the skin.
Policing the detritus - unclean!
Policing the benign?
Fuck your badgeless, rankless dirge
and fuck assumptions that we're dirt
Taste me,
You made me what I am,
Mind polluting worthless fuck.
Am I the mental feast,
Bruised and scarred,
The underdog.
A pawn within a losers game,
My strength will grow upon your fear.
Slime,
In time you'll face your end line.
Judge me not before yourself.
Breed,
Take my pride - that's all you can.
Hatred surges burning me.
Feed,
For what atonement do you seek,
Your dying grasp of loyalty breaks like brittle bones.
Forgotten past,
I stand condemned,
For I am more powerful than you'd imagine.
GOT TIME TO KILL!
Sometimes I wallow in the air, sometimes between a state of good =
intention and pathos - no worries!!
I'VE GOT TIME TO KILL
Wear my bleeding heart on a discerning sleeve, the mind is there but =
the spirit's weak - time to worry!!
When the time is killing concern.
Presumption, an assumption.
Redemption - unsolved.
Riding on the perseverance of others with armchair ideology.
I'm a link in a chain of strength. =
Destructive inner fatigue corroding our effectiveness.
Got to kick myself into gear, instead of shrinking from activity.
Pushed, promoted, justified?.
Perhaps not guaranteed.
Reassuring cash transfer providing leads, media profile - fallacies
we need?
I THINK NOT!
Labels breed the money making rock machines.
Broadening minds, eyes blind.
Criticism for the masses - or for themselves?
Progression or procession?.
Do opinions count, or do they mount?
The piles of shit.
Alternative press delights us with.
Critique elite - ill informed.
No wrong can be done, depending on the trend at times to be
untrendy.
Reproach envelopes me.
A hierarchy through violence-street society.
I voice my contempt.
Convinced of my immunity.
Yet on a smaller scale,
In my conflicted world,
My resistance is stretched.
You sense and provoke.
You mock and degrade my friends and aims,
Tempting drastic actions - baiting me.
My shame turning, turning to rage.
Twisting the knot inside,
The final strains of restraint discharged.
Acceleration of loathing, driving my physical force.
The shameful act, the feeling of angst,
I considered myself incapable.
Lay blame with me for the "Bastard" that I am,
(You're) too stupid to understand the scars your cruel words inflict.
Prolonged exposure,
In a world where I try to belong.
- I TRY TO BELONG. -
Character cessation,
On a major scale of depression.
Declining sense of fear, a fear that is growing,
That some divine treason is making me feel.... - like nothing. -
Wide awake as I await sentence,
Resisting to be forced access.
Dementia access, - DEMENTIA ACCESS -
My immunity lenses every day,
Inbred expectations in a belt of social security, free thought =
demolished.
Generations of stereotypes clash, traditional values abolished.
Outcries from the blind converted, mentally shocked.
Their forcified vision shies away from reality, finally blocked.
Majority overweigh the scales of balance, secrets hidden, sin after =
sin in their eyes.
Understanding is now too late, UTOPIA IS BANISHED.
The very morals trusted in have brought demise.
DEMISE!
Religion, love, compassion, confuse the truth with lies.
Traditions to be changed? Accept the inevitable?
Put it on yourself to be, a role model, an image, that you feel, =
should guide the habits, to form a movement of self - infatuated =
fools.
Keeping "each to their own", where social bonding is taboo.
Keeping "each to their own", where social bonding is taboo.
Is it nice to be a clone in your interpetration of a perfect world?
Where all desire to consort is perceived as contagious disease.
Keeping "each to their own", where social bonding is taboo.
Keeping "each to their own", where social bonding is taboo.
Challenge your sordid claims to purify!
You distinction threatened? - absurd!!
Your wage crusades of loathing to prove a point - the need for =
divine,
How can the thought of unbounded relations kindle so much hate - =
outcast!!!
Get your kicks through persecution.
Used as scapegoats for your exterior doubts.
Exposing weakness - retarded, unworthy.
I cannot begin to comprehend how you wear such shame with vigor - =
Homophobic, race antagonist.
Multi-National Corporations
Genocide of the starving nations
(SIEGE)
Walls that part humanity
Over which I cannot see
Walls as old as history
Cast a shadow over me
Break down the walls
Take down them all
Break down the
Take down the
Shake down the
Walls that divide the nations
Keep them in isolation
Segregate the populations
Beat down the opposition
Break down the walls
Take down thm all
Break down the
Take down the
Shake down the
Barriers that divide
Trapping me inside
Bring apartheid to an end
Cross the border
Make a friend
Break down the walls
Take down them all
Break down the
Take down the
Banish the emotion
Severing the ties
Mutual aggressions
Multiply unwind
Reason lost is reason gained
Reluctance seeping through the rage
Acceptance changing on all fronts
Phase me out... I've reached my lowpoint
Tarnished with the notion
Voids in which we hide
Excuse pales from pressure
Desperate thoughts collide
Confessions, protection - the facts distort
Frenetic, eccentric - acts are caught
Phase me out
Relentless, contagion - a single choice
In your mind
Nothing but fear
You can't face life
Or believe death's near
A vision of life
On television screens
An existance created
From empty dreams
Hide behind T.V.
Hide behind life
You should be living
But you only survive
Life holds nothing
But pain and death
Don't look for love
Surrounding spectacle
To occupy curiosity
Nullifies the need
To face reality
Forms of escapism
And entertainment
Occupy & disable thought
[Instrumental]
Same pre-determined
Pattern, games, rules
Uniformity
Conformity
How long can you hide the truth?
How you've settled down
Reflected on your fast
The pose, the look, the stance
All part of the act
Never hope nor choice
Emotionless and cold
This is life
Illusions shattered
An existance of lies
Constant struggle
Freedom denied
At their feet
Submission
No sanctuary in death
Drugged up fucked up
A chronic complaint of dimness
Prevails your profound ideology
A romantic vision of a "master race"
Attained through coercive forms of authority
Your observance is negligence
If you see the threat from different cultures
We're all in this sinking ship
All of us together
Where does the white man stand?
Where does the black man stand?
Where do we all fucking stand?
KNEE DEEP IN THE SHIT!
Look into yourself
And you'll find the real oppressor
To a life of unchallenged hate
Trapped
Inside your head
Insular, living dead
Existing for a purpose you'll never find
Inducements, distortions contorting your mind
External sources maintain control
Programmed existance, fulfill your role
You've got a brain, shake off the reigns
Permissive slaves
To their methods of greed
From our needs
The leeches feed
When will you see?
We'll never be free
While we sanction
Arrogant
Ignorant
Affluent
Desensitized
Devoid and blind
All compassion nullified
Paragon of virtue
(Paragon of shit)
Climb the ladder, your security
Upward social mobility
Consume the lies "It's what you need"
Vicious circle of mindless greed
Where is your success gained from?
What of the lives you've shit upon?
Caught in the web you'll play the game
They not only pollute the air
They pollute our minds
They're destroying the earth
And destroying mankind
Polluted mind
Kill mankind
They don't give a shit
Long as profit are high
They don't give a shit
If people die
Polluted mind
Kill mankind
Preaching secondhand ideas
Tried and tested subjects rear
Practise what you preach
A moral attitude you think they lack
Lacks in you when you turn your back
Practise what you fucking preach!
Taking all that you can get
Forgetting everything you've said
Blissfully ignorant
Content and unaware
Not your problem
Why should you care?
Not normal
An easy target for release
Infected from birth
This sickening disease
You sanctimonious slime
Understanding discarded
The truth is clear
Behind the transition
Lies a sense of ambiguity
Why hide behind the truth
Of what you are?
Your character becomes distorted
In the quest for an identity
Why hide behind the truth
Spit out the poison
That plastic motive
The soothing pain that feeds the hole
A carnage path of one-time friends
A stepping stone to personal ends
A line that piles high
An art of trend
Champagne delusions
Contorts and bends
The seething mass which consumes deceit
The frozen glance
Burn obsolete
All we are is one section
Before my eyes I see a wall,
12, 000 miles high,
And the same amount wide.
Within that wall are faces
Of people
To whom I once could relate.
Now communicating seems hard,
When there's an ego barrier to break through.
Opinions of self opinion
Cloud a new horizon,
The vision a mere illusion.
Biased in conclusion,
Trapped in seclusion,
To the outside - exclusion.
When an attitude is so biased,
What can you expect to change?
Banging your head,
But the wall's not moving,
It's enclosing.
Burning so much energy
Enthusiasm burning
Is change the 'real' obsession?
Or with a sense of pretention,
Purist-realist manipulates
Purist-realist segregates
Purist-realist - on their own terms
Purist-realist - you never learn
Inner loathing - the mounting hate
Hundred fights - a thousand regrets
Sacrifice - you wear me like a second skin
Dwelling on a scene of bitter lore
Harping on some forgotten war
The shadow former self
Two-faced preacher - denied yourself
Purist-realist - a rotting state of grace
Cannot be me
Cannot see the once-treasured
Depleting life it shows in
Your weakness, impotence
Inability to have spoken
Summarizing that teasing
That non-restricted feeling set in a moment
In dealing
Sometimes when inattentive
I become confused by my own actions
Slow to see in myself
The faults I'm quick to see in others
Barricaded with problems
I try to hide my face
By submitting my strength
To a mind-destroying substance
But why do I run
When it's myself I try to escape?
Why don't I possess the strength
To learn from my mistakes?
The only way to overcome your fears
Is to look them in the eye!
To be aware of ones faults
Is essential if they're to be corrected
When you lack the desire to change
Outright - in my thinking
And refusal in accepting
How a word so mundane as sexism
Could in some way relate to me
But as I look inside myself I see...
Opinions are somewhat blurred in conception
Passive thoughts become impassive obsessions
And I find I have the ability...
To manipulate those gullible to my persuasion
With deceitful words and actions
Channelled into one dimensional emotions
Not take persons trust under false pretension
Outright - in my thinking
And refusal - in accepting
How a word so mundane as sexism
Could in some way relate to me
[misprinted a "Social Security" (!) on the liner notes]
Time for my omittance
>From a sterile existance
Where the weekend pays homage
To stereotypical perpetuation
Must inebriate my senses
Into a state of delirium
Before I turn to the meat-rack
For my penial selection
Apathy spreads
In unison with social disease
A scourge that infests
The cattle markets of youth
Unconscious, just promiscuous
Deprived of self-respect
In the selling of their bodies
All emotions dead!
Thoughts absorbed
Lost in sense of direction
It's time to sit down
Persisting to exist "resist!"
Day by day life fades away
Time will take it's course.
"Help" you yell, your veins swell
Soon there's nothing left to sell
Time will take it's course
Resisting to exist
There's nothing to sell,
Life fades away`
Day after day
I'm retchin g on the dirt,
It's earthiness coating my throat.
I'm wincing on the bitterest pill.
I refuse to swallow.
I'm offered the warm of avelvet gloves,
An iron fist to some.
I'm treated like a scab.
A traitor to my kind.
I'm hounded by white-right might
That wants the country pure.
I'm licensed by those in awe
of 'living amongst their own'.
Selective perfection will cut their own throats!
I'm constantly forcing the point,
But we're all retching on dist,
And we'll choke if we don't spit it out!
Domesticate me
Into your ideal creation
Fondle me
When in need of attention
Brutalise me
As a target for your aggression
Inject me
With your putrid diseases
Stretch my senses
Beyond the peak of insanity
Why practice methods of prevention
When I can pay for your hideous mistakes?
Blind me
With cosmetic filth
To form the mask that hides your guilt
Insecure, uncaring clowns
Your dolled-eyes don't see
The suffering I've prolonged
For your wretched vanity
Chew on my flesh
With perverted lust
Display to me
The depths of your compassion
As you excrete
My digested corpse
Into the shit-pan
Downwards, downwards -
Lifes spiralling descent.
All love is lost.
Premature and unreasoning.
Perversley chained without any values.
Wretched, Degraded.
Take it all on the chin.
To forever hold my piece........
The reins turned noose pull taut as I fall.
The figment is more painful than the fact.
And I'm the one to hang
Just for being me!
The murky clouds wash,
Solace comforts me not,
And I'm the one to hang
Just for being me!
Black numbing blanket smothers attrition
Once and for all.
Lest we forget scorched earth policies,
Of megaton and Hydrogen,
And taut muscle of an armoury that flexes,
To show the world we mean business!
It's all smiles and handshakes,
But who moves to disarm?
Radium, Uranium -
One more isotop to add the collection
That's gonna eat us even more,
When there's ashes to remind us.
The age of outrage has been reasoned into submission.
And cries of peace
Are no longer in fashion.
I wonder if we'll se the point through cataracted eyes.
Or draw breath through irradiated lungs,
And sigh as we exist times seven.
Scale the inferno,
Take it all in.
Am I right or wrong, or just confused?
Glamourised, Dare I say it?
Fantasised, but through whose eyes?
Not theirs, that's for sure!
Rebuff beliefs that we've lost.
A plague rages in all our hearts.
Am I the last in line?
To stop and turn,
And pretend that we've really changing.
I'd sooner die............
Placate, sedate, eradicate
Lead the burden across my shoulders
Pour the effluent on thick
Placate, sedate, eradicate
Am I worthy to carry the weight?
Wage a war on my prone feelings
Anaesthetised and numb
Placate, sedate, eradicate
Strangely calm when I should be enraged
Placate, sedate
Placate, sedate, eradicate
Don't be friend, the silver screen
As long as others face, firing lines
Recline, relax, take in your stride
Be the voyeur
Be the voyeur
Tamed by rabid entertainers
Engrossed in real life hell
Placate, sedate, eradicate
Time for omittance
From a sterile existance
Where the weekend pays homage
To stereotypicalperpetuation
Must inebriate my senses
Into a state of delirium
Before I turn to the meatrack
For my penial selection
Apathy spreads
In unison with sexual disease
A scourge that infests
The cattle markets of youth
Unconscious just promiscuous
Deprived of self respect
In the selling of their bodies
All emotions dead
Thoughts absorbed
Lost in sense of direction
It's time to sit down
And re-assess my course of action
Drawing attention to yourself
At anothers expence
Your puritan stance
Carries a certain pretence
When an ego is at stake
There's always a point to make
Bigotted and self opinionated
There is no give and take
Obsessed with changing the world
Not in changing yuorself
Brought forth into an acceptance
Expected mass production
All cloned to obey without fall
To question means breaking the mould
To turn your back, that courage you lack
Or live in pretence
In youth confused
Prime for manipulation
And open sore cursed with their social infections
Absorb to be seen as a failure
Nor fit to breathe the air we take in
Pride assasin
True feelings call for deviation
But could you face mass condemnation?
Pride assasin
Backed into a corner
Why should you adhere to their illusions
And their orders
Willing to dictate yet for themselves exemption
Evaluate your brain form your own opinions
To be an induvidual - compassionate and free
So we're still in our teething stages
As far as politics are concerned
That's fine coming from someone
To whom sensationalism be their only wisdom in words
A self-proclaimed spokesman
On something to which prior knowledge excedes
Championing no more censorship
Then ridiculing our beliefs
To appeal to our better nature
Are we to keep our mouths shut?
Easy to discard
Constructive power
At your disposal
When egos and sales
Outbalance opinions
On the scales
Using bands
As pawns in your hands
Building up
Knocking down
Sensationalise
To suit cheap public demand
Merging with the gutter press
You claim to detest
It's opened it's lid
For you to crawl in and infest
Your aspirations, unable to stretch
Beyond the barriers of what's expected
As the free thought you were born with
Becomes externally polluted
Lose sight of your ideals
In their brainwashing institutions
Predetermine your values
To befit your substandard existence
Discouraging creativity
To aim for empty ambitions
Living up to others' expectations
Takes hold of your assiduity
Mentally murdered!
The will to succeed
Overpowers the will to resist
Mentally Murdered!
Always up to the mark
Set the wheels in motion
A fake sense of security
>From your invariable position
Sinking in the crowd
A face minus expression
A mouth that echoes words
Recycled from tradition
Your only contentness
Is in living a lie
Mentally Murdered!!!
Do you possess the strength
To re-create your own life?
Capitalism, racism, sexism
The foundations of cock-rocking idealism
Exploiting, sucking, manipulating
The wisdom of a starry-eyed nation
Making "idols" out of assholes
"Raunchy" "hunky" machismo type fools
"Who cares if they've got no brains.
Just give us tits and tools!"
Fantasy? Reality?
Distinction? Satisfaction?
We love it when you feed us shit
We're so stuck in our dreamworld
Let's forget all your problems
And get into the groove!!
Fantasy? Reality?
Forced exposure to create what is expected
(To face) neglection is the price no-one wants to pay
Line in line, stereotypes perpetrated
Similarity of negativity
The chains that bind us grow stronger
Break away from the pack of mindless dogs
Taste the scent, realise ambition
Life - a stagnant lair in which to lie
Taste the scent, realise ambition
A label to some, habits preset
Faction alienation, bias hold the key
Born on your knees
Life in chains
A slow death
Into your grave
Born on your knees
Born on your knees
Life of pain
Existance restricted
By material gains
Born on your knees
You fucking asshole
Born on your knees
Conditioned blind
Crawling to death
Revenge for your crime
Born on your knees
Born on your knees
From the womb torn
Live in chains
And die as you were born
A clash of eyes, resets my mind
Perhaps this time
Retreat to nowhere (x2)
A social skill that I lack
Holds me back.
A clash of eyes, resets my mind
Perhaps this time
Retreat to nowhere [x2]
A social skill that I lack
Holds me back.
Retreat to nowhere [x2]
No place.
My number's up.
Still not good enough.
Sequested, should I bow my head?
Unlucky?
Not to be a part .
Accept the ordeal, bar-coded.
Cut the deals, downloaded.
Succession strains.
Misinformed.
Denied, your words shattered.
Purposeless.
I'll breath the free air, and remain nameless.
No place.
My number's up.
Still not good enough.
Sequested, should I bow my head?
Unlucky? =
Not to be a part .
Accept the ordeal, bar-coded.
Cut the deals, downloaded.
Succession strains.
Misinformed.
Denied, your words shattered.
Purposeless.
In your mind
Nothing but fear
You can't face life
Or believe death's near
A vision of life
On television screens
An existence created
From empty dreams
Hide behind T.V.
Hide behind life
You should be living
But you only survive
Life holds nothing
But pain and death
Don't look for love
There is none left
Gut level, below it all.
Out of duty - just here.
Feeling like a knife's being twisted in the hole of how it is.
False hope, an inch of pride that died when I left to hide from non stop
battering of conditioned opinion.
Rest assured but not assured, all is well, but I think we've dealt
with the fear for far too long.
Unborn suffer the norm.
Born to this - I thin not!
I stand against till the shit drops.
We see all but do nothing, in the hole of "How it is".
Scale the inferno, take it all in
Am I right or wrong, or just confused?
Glamorized, dare I say it?
Fantasized, but through who's eyes?
Not theirs, that's for sure!
Rebuff beliefs that we've lost.
A plague rages in all our hearts.
Am I the last in line?
To stop and turn, and pretend that we're really changing.
I'd sooner DIE!...........
Humoured
presumed hysterical for showing alarm
Wise man, fuck you
In the hands of wasters
a means to an end
Cast over us appraising eye
blind ours with nonsensical science
Don't need silver tongue or your feeble gestures
Spin the coin, roll the dice
the law of averages is irrelevant 'cause
the outcome's always the same
Too many distortions in truth
Too few solutions come to light
Stand back, watch the bullshit fly
Always the same
Win the hearts of the nation with great expectations
while focusing efforts on discrediting others
Always the same
The naivety of trust could be a means to an end
I'm retching on the dirt, it's earthiness coating my throat.
I'm wincing on the bitterest pill.
I refuse to swallow.
I'm offered the warmth of a velvet glove, an iron fist to some.
I'm hounded by white - right might that wants the country pure.
I'm incensed by those in awe of "living amongst their own".
Selective perfection will cut their own throats!
I'm constantly forcing the point, but we're all retching on dirt, =
S-O-B!
I've been deceived
By my friends
And this is where
Our "friendship" ends
Sacrificed, sacrificed
Sacrificed, your soul sacrificed
The thoughts I had
Are now denied
And one day soon
Feel my hate for you and your kind,
for the shit you believe in your minds.
You feel nothing - you just lied to me.
You have no emotions - just satisfied smiles.
Abattoir
Your mind is like an abattoir
You used me like a lamb for slaughter.
I never believed a word you said.
I'll piss on your grave - laught when you're dead.
A cortex-thin line over calm
One temptation, infinite penetration
Something to prove, something to say
Feeling secure, a false portrait
Forging alone that facts unknown
Hiding the truth to drag us on
Trapping the standpoint
Focal disjoint
More to protect than to reject
Reflect the conflict inside
Punish the core, the more unsure
Testing the strength of us once more
Peeling away the scab to bleed
Feeling again the growing need
Accept the consequences
Unlike our differences
Shameless and painless - reflect on conflict
Murderers! stoop up the cry.
Stoop much lower than thou.
Flush out militant vermin,
revenge won't stain (your) virginal gowns.
Ulterior exterior bucks your state, it's inferior.
Ulterior exterior - justice-minded from afar.
Counteract, tit-for-tat.
Your loyals taking scalps
are the mercy men hammering entitlements to your mast.
Ulterior exterior arms appeal with your name on.
Ulterior exterior - dictum-vying from afar.
White knuckles quash your simple human touch.
Revolution's children are but a madmen's larvae
Cleansing impurity
Siezure of insecurity
Divine death
Individuality disabled
Blinded by fables
Divine death
Easy prey
You will pay
Mourn life's loss
Rotting on that cross
Divine death
The rats on this earth
Have nothing on you
An insect to those which
Crawl the sewers
Devourer
Plunderer
Deceptor
Sniff out a scheme and leave
The scraps behind
Voracious, insatiate
A nose attuned to greed
Devourer
Plunderer
Deceptor
Evade all traps
And come out
Gnashing, snarting
Gnashing, snarting
Disguise are many
Media palm or man in the street
They'll scavenge your emotions
And leave you diseased
They'd steal a last possession
And smile as you concede
Devourer
Plunderer
Got to grab all while you can -
A perversion !
Once you had the gall to even up the score,
moving in common circles, where the circles stood for human bonds.
The tide has turned, allegiance tested.
Upward and uninterested.
Beforehand, adamant and strong, prosperity could not transform.
Snort the drug, gather the assets, step on the head of the drowning man.
The tide has turned, allegiance tested.
Upward and uninterested.
Hailed as a saviour as enterprise succeeds, your obsession overrides.
Where once you fought to stop the trap enclosing, now you lay the bait.
Speculate, capitalise.
Words that distort to promote financial genocide.
Ideals for trade, respect invested.
Upward and uninterested.
Got to grab all while you can - A perversion!
(Lyrics Greenway : Music Harris, Mick)
Looking from outside inwards
A view to dumbfound the most outspoken minds
Silent screams from an unfit Earth
Battered and bruised with nowhere to hide
Disasters man made and natural
Gradually pushing to absolute imbalance
On the scales of survival
Soon to tip in favour if extinction
An unrelenting dioxin cloud
Propelled to dispel our oxygen
Slowly seizing up our lungs
And choking the ground we depend upon
Silent screams from an unfit Earth
Battered and bruised with nowhere to hide
Transforming aquatic inhabitance
Overcome by cocktails of sludge and chemicals
Interfering with life on which so many rely
Then dumping our shit to economise
Wanton destruction
Environment in regression
All reverse into decline
Kiss this unfit goodbye
Silent screams from an unfit Earth
Is anger always a positive reaction?
Is understanding often subdued by emotion?
You suffer...
But why?
LIFE?
Brought into this emptiness
Never hope nor choice
Emotionless and cold
This is life?
Illusions shattered
An existence of lies
A constant struggle
Freedom denied
At their feet - submission
No sanctuary in death
Drugged up, fucked up
Is that all you're worth?
No way forward or back, in stalemate, we stagnate,
life cycle is an automation, instinctively, we race to get ahead?
And now our virgin minds are raped.
Another insignificance to join the rat race.
Self indulgence within our grasp.
We're taught but torn.
The sanctity of life, so vulnerable,
the world keeps turning - we spin out of control.
Guided, or could this mean misguided, no time for questions,
preoccupied with pressing on, the world keeps turning -
we overdose on overdrive.
Superior species with inferior ideas.
We overload our bodies and minds,
respect this world while committing suicide.
Poison trait.
We're the cause not the cure,
our methods will surly drag us down.
Guided, or could this mean misguided,
our virgin minds are raped -
the world keeps turning -
we overdose on overdrive,
we spin out of control.
in stalemate, we stagnate!
[Music : Napalm Death]
[Lyrics: Nick Bullen, Justin Broadrick]
An easy scapegoat for your blame,
Racial hatred, a creed of shame.
Unclean
Your 'Master Race', ideals are fucked,
Your 'New Britain' will not include us.
Someone wants me dead
from the neck and upwards.
Rope weaved by these hands,
box of my toils.
Coerced - dazed by a suckerpunch.
Reeling - believing that these are the dues.
Pitch back - throwback to a chastised youth.
No quarter - stifled under a stich-up hood.
To be made an example
will stauch my deviant flow.
Held a lever that only I can pull.
Need a trauma to silence my loose tongue.
Bigots want my head
on a plate to sound-out.
Probing - exposing delicate core to full view.
Damning - programming etiquette to suit.
To dissect and reset
will staunch my deviant flow.
Held a lever that only I can pull.
Need a trauma to silence my loose tongue.
Group constrictor.
Throttling a bond.
I've slipped the noose, the shackles are off.
My maturity fixation outshines.
It's go for broke and fuck it all, with head held higher (than thou)
I am the man that used to care.
Who was I then?
So quizzical with foresight.
Now I've favored to savor the flavor of nine - to - five intuition.
Out with the old, in with the new regime.
I sold my soul to the rebotised dream.
I'm just an empty shell with integrity scooped out. =
A painted smile, a glass - eye high on two that can't cry.
Touch me, I'm cold to the merits of (real) love.
I stepped back from the edge when other slipped off.
Thoughts, ideas, hopes, ambitions
Sincere in declaration
Or merely token gestures?
Think for a minute...
The pressures we emphasize
Are pressures we all have to bear
And opinions and feelings we should be able to share
But are we slowly crawling up our own arse?
Has the influence drawn from positive expression
Now lost it's strength to external tips on fashion?
And if our music serves as a means of communication
Why should so much emphasis stem from competition?
Slow down and think...
Are our hearts still there?
Is enthusiasm burning?
Has integrity surpassed
There's nothing left to gain
You have just been led
The kill, after death, the kill
The shit you were promised
Means nothing now you're dead
To transgress out, out of a savage state of mind.
A deep rooted, continuous outcry.
Territory under rule.
But from whom?
Do we choose the right to not choose to be fools?
To grasp greedily, a freedom from pride.
A binding force, a source of strength.
Territory under rule.
But from whom?
Do we choose the right to not choose to be fools?
To be content to lose, an act of saving, of deliverance for a while.
For the knowing smile of "I told you so"
Fear and it's penalties, to utter such cries.
Cut the line - I'm suffocating
Cannot feel - without I'm aching
Desire lost - my heart is racing
I feel cursed - am I mistaken
Doomed to walk the path that's chosen
Regret - a mountain yet to climb
Belief - that pain will ease in time
Embrace - a life that I betrayed
The icing on the hate...
Trapped inside - this self-addiction
Forced to see my own afliction
Through the eyes - deseased reflections
Kaleidoscopic - death in segments
A second chance at resurrection
The high of high's seemed endless
The shapeless fear ascending
Ride the carousel of punishment
The days of dazed emotions
And spells I cast seem broken
Ride the carousel of punishment
Cards are down - a choice needs making
Look a the past - or keep on dreaming
Pulled the plug - for now I'm winning
Closed the chapter - new beginnings
Closed the chapter - new beginnings
..you weren't born with the world falling at your feet-
The path is long and agonizing being dragged on your knees.
..and the silver spoon in your mouth tastes spoilt with rust,
when all that glitters isn't gold and fortunes turn to dust.
You're prime time for the raping.
And when you don't pander to meet the agenda,
scavengers start to gather.
Perverse visionaries taste the lather;
the just rewards in controlled rebellion.
Tossed and probed like a gristly piece of meat,
lock, stock, and barrel slave.
You just don't contradict big brother.
He's got the right to push you under.
..and they pledge you the earth, then pull you six feet down.
And you're branded with the stigma: unusable dropouts.
..and with inspiration ravaged, you take the final bow,
the creative demeanor shattered into a million pieces.
I'd rating die probing something
Than see the urge, shot to fucking pieces
Rip that face off - who goes there?
You may - you may doubt the necessity
You may - you may feign incredulity
On break - you're toeing the line!
Quadruple standarts
For a set of ruler
So you don't fall prey
To the ill-at-ease - who goes there?
Cast out - cast out to private hell
Where the - where the loose lipped freely expel...
...Streams - of odious, twisted rationale
Streams - of odious, twisted, raving rationale
Rationale!
Be seen-and-not-heard
Balance of disturbance
Decorum? Ooh...ooh
The earnest refusal
The bleating manoeuvre
Decorum? Ooh...ooh
Streams - of wretched, heiniuos rationale
Streams - of wretched, heiniuos, depraved rationale
Rationale!
Buying the rawest deal
Dither, by dutyful
Apologish...ooh
I'd rather die doubting something
Than be consigned to anonymity
Kicking, screaming - who goes there?
You may - surrender manfully
You may - you may die in captivity
(Instrumental)
Shane Embury
Abstinence works for me, not for them.
Intolerance, far worse things?
This makes no sense.
Get high on me and mine
Take the poison.
Raise a voice? The art of making noise
Attacking stance?
Fist in face for personal choice
So whithers? Self, self, self
Take the poison.
Two polluting lifestyle doctrines in defence
Re-access the threats to well bring
Re-direct
And clear your heads
Dialogue (is) a powerful drug?
((not) a verbal poison.
Abstinence works for me, not for them.
Intolerance, far worse things?
Serve my head on a plate
Pulp my heart with ill will
I did trust you, led to lust you, to be duped
Thanks for fucking nothing!
Serve my head on a plate
Pulp my heart with ill will
Sensed a mystique, turned to spent air? Killed it dead
Thanks for fucking nothing
Scraped the depths to salvage something
Thanks for fucking nothing
Drained my all, then dropped the bombshell
True, we were not joined/ our every feature spliced
Though you rushed in and took a lead
Three words spouted
This contagion
crossed all divides
caused a shift in protective focus
Three words flouted
Untimely end, I should've clicked? a sensory cut-out
A spoiling of the harmony, of which we were about
I don't despise or demonize, but I just know your form
Walk right out and move along, and leap before you look
Brought forth into an acceptance.
Expected mass production.
All cloned to obey without fail.
To question means breaking the mold.
To turn your back, that courage you lack...
Or live in pretense.
In youth, confused.
Prime for manipulation.
An open sore cursed with their social infections.
"Absorb to be seen as a failure"
"Not fit to breath the air we take in"
Pride Assassin.
True feelings call for deviation.
But could you face mass condemnation.
Pride Assassin.
Backed into a corner.
Why should you adhere to their illusions?
And their orders?
Willing to dictate yet for themselves exemption.
Evaluate your brain, form your own opinions.
Last chance to escape
Shall I forsake all that I can take to carry on
Insanity slips away
Greeting the new day
Believing is kneeling
Ignore what I'm feeling
The pressure of living is taking it's toll
Regrets that I'm thinking
The love that I'm losing
The hope that we're sharing is a lost cause
Misshapen
Thought I'd lost
Caressing chaos drops
Prelude to a drowning, burning vision
Pointless, selfish
Half the time I can't remember any of the childish lies
Suppressing unwanted thoughts
Systematic rape of nature
Profit precedes need
Maintaining economic stature
Steal the fruit yet leave the seed
An of future generations?
What of their inheritance
A world of contamination
Poisoned by our ignorance
Oblivious to reality
Conscience spurned
Preaching secondhand ideas
Tried and tested subjects rear
Practise what you preach
A moral attitude you think they lack
Lacks in you when you turn your back
Practise what you fucking preach!
Taking all that you can get
Forgetting everything you've said
But was it really meant?
They not only pollute the air
They pollute our minds
They're destroying the earth
And destroying mankind
Polluted minds
Kill mankind
They don't give a shit
Long as profits are high
They don't give a shit
If people die
Polluted minds
Now you are screaming in pain
They are striking you on your face
Their bombs, money and power
They are stepping over you
The dreams of the crowd
Are used to make them strong
Elections, discussions, and conferences
Are the reasons for the street violence
You could be just a number
You could be just a vote
But you are also the reason of their desperation
Politicians, you are shit
Politicians, you are crap
Politicians, you sons of bitches
Outlaws, are you still stealing?
You have to die, yes alright
Nothing I can say
That hasn't already been said
Generic words and thoughts
Similarly expressed
This primitive stance
Feelings of angst
Matters relating
To circumstance
"Unfounded reactions
Just part of the faction"
Conform?
Shane Embury
I dissolve to a dream of the past
Terminate. To remove. Falling fast.
At the end of the chain thoughts collect
Execute. A degree. I defect.
What's it worth ?
Sacrifice the earth. It bleeds.
Meet your needs.
Devilish deeds.
Reconcile. Understood. Contemplate.
Desecrate. To denounce. Detonate.
Tentative. To reject. Overdue.
Final stage. Tocomplete. Follw through.
Far too late.
Absolute hell ? This hell.
An empty shell.
Desolate cells.
A necessary evil ? Bargaining pleas.
held at ransom ? our souls diseased.
A necessary evil ? The dominant role.
There's no escape ? You crossed the solitary line.
Multinational corporations,
genocide of the starving nations...
So we're still in our teething stages
As far as politics are concerned
That's fine coming from someone
To whom sensationalism be there only wisdom in words.
A self-proclaimed spokesman
On something to which prior knowledge excedes,
Championing no more censorship,
Then ridiculing our beliefs.
To appeal to your better nature,
Are we to keep our mouths shut?
Easy to discard
Constructive power
At your disposal
When ego's and sales
Outbalance opinions
On the scales.
Using bands
As pawns in your hands
Building up,
Knocking down,
Sensationalize
To suit cheap public demand.
Merging with the gutter press,
You claim to detest.
It's opened it's lid,
Punk ain't no religious cult,
punk means thinking for yourself.
You ain't hardcore 'cause you spike your hair,
when a jock still lives inside your head.
Nazi punks,
Nazi punks,
Nazi punks,
Fuck off!
If you've come to fight, get outta here.
You ain't no better than the bouncers.
We ain't trying to be the police.
When you ape the cops, it ain't anarchy.
Nazi punks,
Nazi punks,
Nazi punks,
Fuck off!
Ten guys jump one, what a man!
You fight each other, the police state wins.
Stab your backs when you trash our halls.
Trash a bank if you've got real balls.
You still think swastikas look cool.
The real nazis run your schools.
They're coaches, businessmen and cops.
In the real fourth reich, you'll be the first to go.
Nazi punks,
Nazi punks,
Nazi punks,
Fuck off!
You'll be the first to go.
You'll be the first to go.
You'll be the first to go.
Played out, wide off the mark,
mania develops,
akin to fiction,
more than to a word of fact.
My own worst enemy.
My own worst enemy.
Lifes foul teachery.
My own worst enemy.
Dams of emotion build
a dull and turbid screen,
cloudlike veils of black
in jungles of hopes oppressed.
(repeat chorus)
So many times,
for no reason.
So many promised punches,
for what reason?
Ceaseless decay,
parallel obscene and flagrant.
Ceaseless decay,
restrained my mind coils.
So many times,
for no reason.
So many promised punches,
for what reason?
Ceaseless decay,
parallel obscene and flagrant.
Ceaseless decay,
restrained my mind coils.
(repeat verses 3 & 4)
The clever box 'O' tricks tells me I'm paranoid.
But as I uncover, the sourbess and decay echoes my suspicions-
(There's) more than meets the eye.
Thought process is geared to caution to te wind.
We shuffle along discriminately, the danger signs ignored.
Man goads woman.
Child strikes infant.
Turned against each other.
=2E..of those who think it righteous to liberate the wiser, or those =
who punch hardest for the land of competition.
(There's) more than meets the eye.
Head swims, heart cries because hopelessness resides, when man last =
falls.
Who'll be left to fight?
An integral sense
Comes with belonging to a scene
Supposedly absent of barriers
(When sexism is only one of many)
Earnest words
Calling for unity of the sexes
When she's still the chick, or stupid bitch
(Ridiculed for showing an interest)
Hidden indifference
Strikes an emotion reaction
When you see an animal being abused.
Yet un-noticed when a woman
Is abused in the same way
The links in oppression
Stem from the same degradation
But to one our eyes remain closed
Actively abusing the rights of one
Whilst fighting for those of another
The 'scene' may hold a different name
But the roleplays just the same
Egual rights are fine
As long as she's in her place
Outrightly denouncing fascism
Whilst oblivious to it taking place
Is condemnation of standarts
All an act to save face
Unity a stark ambition
When out abuse surpasses recognition
A superiority complex
Pious, holy to the hilt
Outward displays of cleanliness
Masking their inner feelings of hate and guilt
Your morality is hypocrasy
Obsessive self esteem
Enforcing your ideals
Your puritanical dream
Gather your flock
Gullable fools
(Lyrics Greenway : Music Harris, Mitch)
[Mindsnare]
Reasoning poison in the vein
Chasing the dragon who's frying your brain
The shit that once gave you the high
Now controls your escape from proverbial cloud nine
Sad dependency - Brainfried society
Mindsnare
All essence of being turmoil
Your white powder god brings life to the boil
Forget all your family and friends
Heroin becomes guardian to the end
[Sad dependency - Brainfried society]
Jack-up
Its powers of deception
Seems to null all daily strain
But just another fix
Syringe into this earth
A virus known as profit
Extract from it the "goodness"
Which in business terms means greed
Make way!
For another snip at the lifeline
"Look - a new site for expansions!
Let's carnage the forests,
Our main source of oxygen."
Then we'll dump our shit
Onto a poisoned land
Where poisoned food
Feeds poisoned minds
And we'll dump it in the waters
Where no life now knows
But down it's contaminated rivers
Our baneful conscience flows
As a toxic cloud blackens [our] air
Once so clean and pure
On natures form of retribution
We all must choke!
the truth is here
angles kill dreams
Delude yourself with the notion
That life's viewed defiantly through your eye
Subconsciously following the flock
>From which appearance is the only exemption
The stagnant illusion of change
Concealed behind your disguise
What's perspicious on the surface
Is artificial inside
When views are merely symbolic
Of an image you hide behind
The stagnant illusion of change
Banish the emotion
Severing the ties
Mutual agressions
Multiply inwind
Reason lost is reason gained
Reluctance seeping through the rage
Accetance changing on all fronts
Phase me out... i've reached my lowpoint
Tarnished with the motion
Voids in which we hide
Excuse pales from pressure
Desperate thoughts collide
Confessions, protection - the facts distort
Frenetic eccentric acts are caught
Phase me out
Relentless, contagion - a single choice
Dissecting, mutating - the single voice
Bitching
Back Biting
Senseless Infighting
"United we stand
Divided we fall"
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