You’re
a winner who’s won nothing
but the acceptance of the master.
Your ideas mean shit,
to a bunch of pompous bastards
who can give a fuck
about any way you feel
and who wants to limit
your free will, no room for any ideas…
All that fucking matters is green,
All that fucking matters is green…
From your pedestal of servitude,
you mock those in poverty,
as if you were something better.
Now comes the reckoning.
I’ve seen both your faces before
seen them both a million times
unreliable and unreal.
Who can give a fuck about,
how either of them feels.
Choke on gluttony, choke on gluttony
Unreliable because no one can depend on you.
Unreal because all the shit you talk
remains untrue… untrue, untrue
Untrue, untrue
Nowhere to go, nothing to do
Too fucking blind to know
you never had a clue
Nowhere to go
Too fucking blind to know,
Unreliable because no one can depend on you.
Unreal because all of the shit you talk
remains untrue, untrue… fuck you!!!
Harsh
Are you torn between
Nothing seems like it should seem
Confrontation imminent
like a coming storm, coming storm
Devastation, annihilation, fallen limbs.
Retribution, inhaled fallout, blistered throat,
War clock ticks, the death approach
Consumed…
Fill the gap, with your dead,
Bury your family, bury your friends,
You’ve fallen through this grinding screen.
You’re more fuel for the war machine
It is harsh
All is lost, all is gone,
thermonuclear, blackened sun.
At
the wrong side of this vicious circle,
where I usually find myself,
the glasses are all half empty.
Teeth clenched in bitterness.
Smiles are too rare.
Certain actions bring others down.
Living in this fucked up world,
I know that I detest,
and I don’t know if my mind is fucked,
or just my outlook on life.
Another rotten perspective,
as flesh rips under my life.
Trampled over in the daily grind
slowly patience was dissolved,
my arms crushed under the weight
from too many invisible walls.
Trampled over in the daily grind,
I wonder if it’s weakness
forcing this ugly understanding,
or strength that keeps me hoping
for some kind of better day
Out,
Out, Out,
Out into this living earth.
Out, Out, Out,
Out into this living earth.
From beneath, spreading out
Pushing, pushing through… through.
Out, Out, Out,
Out into this living earth.
Out, Out, Out,
Out into this living earth.
Strength in numbers and we multiply.
Power in brood, expand the hive.
Spreading out, except no boundary
Their power can be reduced to nothing.
There is no defeat.
All of each other,
Down for one another,
Scattered across the land.
The power in brood, the hive expands.
Neither
will stop talking to me.
One is clean, the other obscene.
One seeks death, the other life.
One tells the truth while the other lies.
No healing the split
No mending the rift
Diseased and ridden by life
Extinct but trying to survive…
Natural environment cast aside
All hail plastic wire icon.
Mass carnage and brutality
seething with the sufferings of life…
No healing the split
No mending the rift
Diseased and ridden by life
Extinct but trying to survive.
Spit, Spit, Spit
Neither will stop talking to me.
One is clean, the other obscene.
One seeks death, the other life.
One tells the truth while the other lies,
while the other lies…
No mending the split, no healing the rift.
Diseased and hidden by life,
Extinct but trying to,
Trying to survive.
The
sound of riot music
screaming in your ear.
Columns of cops
with clubs and guns
teargas and riot gear
They’ve come to subdue you,
or beat away your life.
Human beings on remote.
Controlled by the corporate right.
Subtle fucking police state.
Incarcerating human zoo.
Human property of the state.
Trying to control you.
Don’t run from them
Molotov in hand, forward into conflict
Deny the power they’ve always had.
Blood
stains the desert sand
while the public dreams
more taken from their own beds,
abducted in their sleep… in their sleep.
From across a million light years,
Come the greys.
On a monumental struggle to survive,
near death, through technology,
no compassion for any life,
come the greys, come the greys.
Blood stains the desert sand,
while the public dreams,
more taken from their own beds,
abducted in their sleep.
Cross hybrid human experimentation,
cell separation, cattle mutilation,
Mind manipulation!
Come the greys.
Thirst for mass genocide
satisfied when the come.
Come the greys.
Force fed lies with the truth,
and now two separate minds
exist inside of you.
Cross hybrid human experimentation,
cell separation, cattle mutilation,
Mind manipulation!
Come the greys.
Thirst for mass genocide
satisfied when they come.
Come the greys!
There
is a long list of bad memories.
A little plague buried deep inside.
…and it reminds
And this defines.
Can you remember what went wrong?
Staring down did you ever learn?
Is it pointless trying to change now?
And yet regret still burns.
You’re unable to yield to
the harsh stream against you
and you succumb…
Delivered dead and gone
You’re unable to…
You’re unable to…
I’m
sickened with no fucking hope.
Tired of this running,
and sticking my head in the dirt.
Sickened with no fucking hope.
Tired of this running,
and sticking my head in the dirt.
Fuck this… is this me?
Fuck this… is this me?
Tired of this running,
and it all comes down to that.
No question of where I came from,
Only
of where I’m at.
Where do I stand?
Where do I stand?
Finally at the other side
No need to run nor hide
or question what isn’t me.
Finally it is plain to see
it is up to me…
It was always up to me.
The
vast graveyard of winter
was exhumed early this year.
Near hopelessness in this isolation.
Fallen brothers pass and fade, pass and fade.
Suspended in time, last breath in amber
The tears shed for the eternally young.
Suspended in time, last breath in amber.
These tears shed for the eternally young…
Burn bright as the sun, but for only half as long,
this life, and what it had become…
Only a painful one.
Suspended in time, last breath in amber.
These tears shed for the eternally young.
Burn bright as the sun, but for only half as long,
this life, and what it had become…
Only a painful one.
The vast graveyard of winter
was exhumed early this year.
Near hopelessness in this isolation.
Fallen brother pass and fade,
Pass and fade.
Fuck
you nazi!!
White knuckles splitting air in two.
Impact. Red knuckles pulled away from you.
Knees buckle and you feel your own dead weight.
Cling to your racist ideas as the floor hits your face.
The line was crossed. A question of race,
usually blow off assholes, forced to retaliate.
This fucking racist bastard
was getting in my face.
So he was gut like a pig,
lay his head on a stake.
One more dead nazi on our meathook!
We’re
all sinners in the eyes of the Christian god.
Taught that we’re forgiven,
because his son died on the cross.
Free for evil thoughts within.
Free to sin knowing,
if we kneel and pray we’re forgiven.
Judge us for breaking laws you create.
Justify your crimes because you believe.
You’re fucking nothing but a religious hypocrite,
suffering from this Christian disease.
See the wretchedness, see the evilness
that’s without and within.
The most oppressive, greedy fucks in the world
were brought up Christian!
Warped mind.
This violent mix of hatred and religion
Elitist Christian hypocrites
doesn’t your god hate me?
Paranoid, schizophrenic, compulsive Christian
awoke on the wrong side of the cross today,
picked up a bible, ammo, and a gun
"all those sinners are gonna pay!
I’ve got the lord behind me,
heaven is a part of the deal.
I’ve got all my targets,
Jesus told me who to kill!!"
Warped mind, violent mix
of hatred and religion
Elitist Christian hypocrites,
Doesn’t your god hate me
for my lack of purity.
Remember
this.
Relating this, the scars run deep.
This fucked up life we live.
This fucked up life not ours to keep.
To keep, yes we’re fucking fools.
The wars we wage,
and hate created.
Saddened, sickened hearts.
Throw your fist in the din,
and when we crawl from this fucking grave.
The Turn Away.
The leaving all this behind.
Solution in heart, kills the mind.
Solution in heart, kills the mind.
The wars we wage,
and this hate created,
Saddened, sickened heart,
Throw your fist into the din
Burnt
out and jaded-under educated
Chronic drug dealer loser
wallows in misery
seeking the final binge.
Load up the syringe
The tears seem to end
with poison flowing in the bloodstream.
Needle through flesh,
Narcotic submission.
The world be cleansed
through your chemical addiction.
Cracking your head against the wall,
nausea, clenching teeth,
Chronic drug addict loser
wallows in misery.
Seeking the final binge
Load up the syringe
The tears seem to end with
poison flowing in the bloodstream.
Needle through flesh
World be cleansed!