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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 Concealed behind your disguise |
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| 1:44 |
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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 ? Take the poison. |
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Next on the list?
Such a smug parasite Snug in the comfort zone We stepped back and watched while you violated our effects, our spirits, our souls Opportunist scum, think you're so immune? Opportunist scum, we yearn to see you removed. Opportunist scum, truly spineless cunt. Opportunist scum, basks in his loathsome glow. Where once I was passive, I'm ready to snap. A pound of flesh for those that you've taken That smiling surround can't shield you forever When it slips, we'll be there to fuck your world! A slap in the face A slap in the face Don't turn your back, don't lower your guard Or assume you're safe around fellow sharks 'cause when I catch that patronizing smirk (It) strengthens my will to smash your worthless bulk A slap in the face A slap in the face A slap in the face Goodbye to logic for this necessary justice [x 2] |
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| 4. |
| 2:33 |
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Everything fits nicely into place
Higher powers take the lead Middleman sit, pondering his worth One great scheme to stem (the) objective urge Decision-making and power playing One up-manship Show of hands to clasp the myth Vote in a new scourge Everything fits nicely into place Higher powers take the lead Issues are decided before we've a chance to think And moral high ground wins the day again Decision-making and power playing principles spurned Show of hands to clasp the myth Favors for my friends it's a constitutional hell where they pontificate and yell Where etiquette outplays integrity It's a constitutional hell Everything fits nicely into place higher powers take the lead Sleeping giants show their real worth I'll sum up on all the good you've done this earth... ...Nothing |
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| 3:52 |
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Your unflappable conceptions
Moralistic views Never open to criticism Your overpowering ruse Promises of sanctuary In eternal bliss With starry eyes and cash in hand Pledge to all the master plan Just face the truth or fund the farce At one with your god Your sole intent Your treasured place assured For a substantial rent Global lunacy Death threats for supposed blasphemy No room for free thought All non believers pushed to the floor Aggressive tyrants Supposed saints for the cause Judgement through force Faith a fuel for pointless wars When all is done Who shall benefit? Who is the one? Not to those who pass on But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands. |
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| 2:56 |
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Super-power - soup from bloated pyres.
Ultra-pristine - break off a nation, take a bite. Covet me dearly, shaft me completely, cleanse me impure 'til the doctrine sticks. Super-focused - fields of red to dredge. Ultra-conscious - earmarked? devil? in your wake. Covet me dearly, shaft me completely, cleanse me impure 'til the doctrine sticks. Might is right to blight in the just scheme of things. Bombs for sludge for blood, (generations) snuffed out on a whim. Husk of a patriot. Vapours of a soul blown off. Husk of a patriot. |
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| 1:35 |
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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 You will die, yes, die |
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| 2:59 |
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Divorced humanity
Science strays Walk the path of servitude Grown unknown malignant code Misconceived the passion whole Misconceived the passion whole Born against the innocent Amongst us issues preset Determined goals which are set Love: a crime of severance [Chorus] Are we free to feel!? Do we hurt to heal!? Whose life to steal!? Whose pain is real!? Breed to breathe! [/Chorus] Awareness fails the public eye Primate morals sell the lie 2.2 - symbolic bait A process - bound genetic fate [Chorus] The selfish feed - breed to breathe! |
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| 2:18 |
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The rats on/ this earth/ have nothing on you
An insult/ to those which/ crawl the sewers Devourer, plunderer, deceptor Sniff out a/ scheme/ and leave the scraps behind Voracious, insatiable? A nose attuned to greed Devourer, plunderer, deceptor Evade all traps and come out gnashing, snarling, gnashing, snarling! Disguises are many Media pawn or man on the street They'll scavenge your emotions and leave you diseased They'd steal a last possession And smile as you concede Devourer, plunderer, deceptor |
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| 2:40 |
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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 insignficance to join the rat-race Self-indulgence with our grasp. We're taught but torn (from) 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 earth while commiting suicide. Poison trait. We're the cause not the cure, Our methods of fulfillment will surely 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. |
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| 12. |
| 2:00 |
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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 difficult cultures. We're all in this sinking ship. Each of us together. Where does the whiteman stand? Where does the blackman stand? Where do we all fucking stand/ Knee deep in the shit! Lock into yourself and you'll find the real oppressor. To a life of unchallenged hate. It's yourself who's the "nigger" |
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| 3:18 |
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Mitch Harris, Jesse Pintado
Speculate freely Begrudge me intensely Lacking a conscience Lacking intelligence Lesser than nothing Lower than everything As you drain our vitality to a mundane reality A form of therapy without compensation A vague psychology Free from obligation. Intercept the negligence Accept the consequence Amongst Barbaria Mass hysteria Opposite in a sign to abide when the future is ours to decide We continue to watch and observe Just to find out what purpose it serves Paralysed ? A spectacle / for all to see Hapiness within our grasp, but out of reach Volume of neglect forcibly expressed Volume of neglect forcibly expressed Devastate a silhouette ? Calm and serene Abandon / a systematic insane routine Volume of neglect forcibly expressed Volume of neglect forcibly expressed Opposite in a sign to abide when the future is ours to decide We continue to watch and observe Just to find out what purpose it serves |
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| 2:30 |
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In a dayz for days
Let normality blur the vision Perseverance in trauma I falter though I ought to take it in my stride See the bitter narcoleptic Sperma-downer - Narcoleptic I'm bursting with intention 'til the cause hits the horizon The buck's too hot to handle when it's there to be passed See the bitter narcoleptic Dead-eye, red-eyed narcoleptic Constructn a weightless world to hold Aloft my shoulders Actions do speak louder than words But inaction leaves me undisturbed Free the embrace the finer trappings of a Barely functioning being Constructn a weightless world to hold Aloft my shoulders |
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| 3:30 |
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Downwards, downwards-
Life's spiraling descent. All love is lost. Premature and unreasoning. Perversely chained without any values. Wretched, degraded. Take it all on the chin. To forever hold my piece..... The reins turned noose pull taunt 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 |
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Commited to a life of slavery
In the factories our own hands have built Where we must work twice the graft Before gaining the goods we've already slogged to create To consume all things material Stands above human compassion As we compete with our fellow man In the bid for a stronger position In our ruthless search for prosperity We become the tools of our own oppression Forming the backbone of a society That thrives on mass division From enslavement To obliteration. |
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| 2:41 |
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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 There is none left |
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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 |
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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 The kill, after death, the kill |
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| 0:42 |
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Becoming wary of your lies
Your disguise the truth belies Only fooling yourself Pretend to bite the hand that feeds But you won't discard your security The transparency of your fantasy |
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You suffer
But why? |
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| 22. |
| 2:39 |
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So drawn? I warm to the fire in their hearts
This ain't romantic gesturing It's a hand to head the charge To the indifference of the preening, idle rich Such champions are cancerous, tumours in the gut of affluent bliss Why let these scab observers tag them trouble-makers? It's naive? You're on a leash. This is the cure for their common complaint (x2, second time scream) Ditch the gullibility Strike 'til the green runs dry bring them to their knees Or squander as they thrive Reject the cure for their common complaint (x2, second time scream) On break, Agitate! Hoist those standards, arm in arm Walk the walk and talk the talk Agitate! Agitate! Agitate! |
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| 3:14 |
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Tell me, assure me, I really can't believe your dishonesty.
Dissention, seeking attention, yet segregation from the ones' that really cared. Tell me, assure me, I really can't believe your dishonesty. Cash styled deadhead, no conscience or opinions. Material gain bar happiness means shit. It means shit. Mass appeal madness eats your brain. False influence like a leach. Sucking dry your veins. Public eyes see fit your second face. Freakshow - fooling those who imitate. Clever marketing to dominate. Screwing those who gave you your big break. And when the bubble bursts, exposing your selfish crap. You'll cry for sympathy, we'll just sit back and laugh. |
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The wrong time, the wrong place,
Our smiling face of distruct. Buried, the seed deep in all our heads. Prepared ourselves for the fall. The greed killing! Instinct to mistruct, Instinct - the lust. Their butchery of feelings, geared for the greed killing. The greed killing! The lust denied is need (x5) Existence is a steady flow, the moulded image grows. No core, no faith in what you are, the pressure builds right from the start. The lust denied the need (x5) Could it be just sour grapes? Or have we failed to fit their shape? It's always give, and never take. How much can we give? How much can we take? The lust denied the need (x5) |
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Advertise the product you make,
never give, but always take. Kill and lie for security. On supermarket shelves death to see. Instinct of survival Advertise the product you make, never give and always take, clingfilmed flesh and genocide, contented life, while millions die. Instinct of survival The multinational corporation takes its profits from the Starving Nations. Indigenous people become their slaves from their births into their graves. The multinational corporation takes its profits from the starving nations. Another product for you to buy, you'll keep paying, until you die. |
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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. Unless you think. |
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| 27. |
| 2:29 |
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So much bitterness
In this so called scene Self righteous 'leaders' With their own little dream Walls of confimement Don't stray too far Evicted for maturind Whilst they stagnate |
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| 28. |
| 3:32 |
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Siege of power
In your land Too many problems For you to understand Siege of power Inside your mind Outward restrictions To keep you in line Siege of power - in your land Too many problems - for you to understand A slave of their power - you never question why Your going to suffer - you're going to die Siege of power - inside your mind Outward restrictions - to keep you in line You're a slave of their power - you never questioned why You were made to suffer - you were born to die Siege of power They made you a tool While others were ruling You were being ruled |
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