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Time The Bastards Fell (2018)

by Bisect

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1.
Don’t let them turn us into friends and foes Not us and them coz you know how that goes Don’t let them drive inside a dagger of doubt You’ll bleed to death before you pull it out They’re slicing up our hard won solidarity You swallow hard a nasty little narrative Finding lines that you lay down and die upon Flying flags of hate so we can’t get along I’m not impressed with your fallacy of victimhood As if these fascists are really just misunderstood It’s hatred pure and simple and that is not our fate Let’s turn the tide before it gets too late Not standing on a thread of old ceremony I’m ready now – throwing in the knife No throwing in the towel, saying ‘fuck it all’ I’m ready for you - throwing in the knife Right in your face bringing the fight to your place Not shrugging a pathetic like some kind of disgrace There’s some work to be done won’t be as much fun As getting wasted with the boys in the sun We won’t be told, you’re future ain’t sold There’s always a fight that we can win with our soul There’s a rampant right wing out on the march again We’ll crush them in the dirt we all ascended from!
2.
War Of Words 02:10
Fuck what you say, you’re always lying to us Our skies are grey you’re always pissing on us You fantasize about taking the prize You lead us on with a pack of lies A war of words This is a brutal war of words This is not subtle use of force You hit your people where it hurts Our submission is not assured A war of words Nobodies listening No one hears a word you say No one gives shits anyway No one gives a good god damn No one cares about you man
3.
Cut off from your past Unable to learn A cycle of senseless self Hung up on your gain It’s all about your gain It’s all a bit much The cycle has come back to bite The hornets nest you shook The ground underneath you shifts The chance will not come back again Pump For a clown Pump and preen Vent your spleen Push and shove Again, til theres nothing to grab for Push, stay alive, stay mean So nothing else left to gain Stay fare, stay tough So nothing else make it wrong You let the bastards win You let us sink or swim You ate the gentle folk You’re a cannibal You led us up the wall You’re a cannibal You let the bastards win And you’re going to fall What if the power shifts once? I hope you feel unwell Time will just never tell Not so unsellable This freshest of your hells leaves a bitter taste All you want it is All you get is right No better prize No better price You serve just you You serve yourself You ran out of hell Ran out of hell Youre at a wall All that you get is all big lie
4.
This frustration, the negation, the never getting on, I do not approve Manipulation, twisting sacred into hatred, I do not approve Your vote scrounging tools, your face on that pole, your filthy smile I do not approve You roll back the rules, you treat us like fools, you sold our birthright I do not approve A common enemy, you keep on telling me, like I don’t know my friends I do not approve You deal in fear, you power here, a house of cards to crash I do not approve I’ve grown to resent, I’m drawn to dissent, its not my government I do not approve This frustration this whole nation has been usurped and spent I do not approve Executive orders expressions of fear, blatant hatred, a self centred sneer Concentration of power in the hands of the few, a lock out a wall a corporate coup A seizing of wealth from the many to few, with zero regard for decency and truth Trading on fear with your eyes on the prize, dissembled intentions right before our eyes You prey on the misery of human condition Feasting like voltures on agony and hatred If you ask me a question I’ll tell you no lies If you want my opinon I’ll tell you no lies Want to know how, want to know why I’ll tell you no lies If you want my opinon I’ll tell you no lies Lights go out I still scream All my life all your lies
5.
Burn! Burying your lot into ground Burn in your rotten shell Legalized homicide Time the bastards fell Maybe this time they won’t take what’s mine Maybe this time we won’t stand around Maybe the line is drawn in sand that can’t be … And maybe this time our voice will be too loud And maybe this time we push against this wall And maybe it’s time the few will come to fall And maybe there’s more to life than live work die Maybe this life is not for sale this life is mine Take back push back we’re many and our strength is that There’s too much already lost there’s no time to count Smash down their fear machine don’t talk to me I wasn’t born to be a slave in no rush towards my grave
6.
Isolation of the mind, left alone fallen behind Isolation creeping in, the loneliness is comforting Left to kick around, the barren walls of your mind Retreating beneath a layer, no-one’s noticed you’re not there Slipping away Isolation is your friend one last thing that never fails Isolation treats you well, never a lie always the same Isolation cheating time, you don’t know, you can’t be told Isolation treats you nice, growing cold, growing old Slipping Away There’s no digging out of a hole this deep No waking up when you can’t sleep From the darkest corners, demons creep No future Demons creep No Shelter Demons creep Nowhere to live Demons creep Isolation of the mind, left alone fallen behind Isolation creeping in, the loneliness is comforting Left to kick around, the barren walls of your mind Retreating beneath a layer, no-one’s noticed you’re not there Slipping away
7.
Shut In 07:23
I don’t move much now I stay home, I stay dry No one comes looking No one wants to know why Curtains haven’t been open in years I creep slowly through this mess I got no feeling left I never wept And I feel Like its back again And that deal Is turning sour on me And I take My silence for a crime And I wait For her to come again The moments are on my back My thoughts are fucking up I know what they want I know the thrill And I know What they’ve done to her And I’ll go For eternity And you need Some kind of closure But I see A dark schism No rhyme no reason to it I’m out of time, I’ve got to deal with it Something’s looking for me I don’t want to be found Trapped inside my room Unable to break out Shut in Trapped in these doors and walls Shut off Nothing to see around Shut down Silent and secret pain Suffer Trapped in my mental cage Trapped in my mental cage I keep my door shut I keep my mind closed I keep my lights out I keep my own truth
8.
I’m sick of paying for your monumental rip offs My taxes funding your ineptitude and greed I’m bound by laws made by drunk and bloated TDS You’ve nearly got me on my working class knees It’s you I’ve come for Your guards kick ass for their corporate kick backs A truck of booze buys a lot of pig meat You got this country in a litigated lockdown You need a kick in your rich and bloated gee It’s you I’ve come for Tide is turning Power shifting People learning Spirits lifting Tide is turning Power shifting People learning Spirits lifting There’s a lot of pissed off people On the street im kicking around A bad old beat a battle ground We’re coming down, we’re coming down, coming round to grab it all Grab it all, grab it all, drag it all to the edge of town Why not create a panic here
9.
You are defined by an image online An avatar of what you want people to find No one can judge who they haven’t even met What is real as real as it gets What a sweet feeling this feeling of being perfect What a sweet deal I’ll take as much as I get Oh to have layers oh to have words Why did I agree to this version of me? Oh to have thoughts oh to be wrong To sing out loud to my own crazy song Oh to have layers oh to have words Why did I agree to this version of me Oh to have thoughts oh to be wrong To sing out loud to my crazy song I bought it all up I filled my cup With a poison that shut me right up Can’t be blamed for what I can’t see So don’t be pointing your finger like you were designed Blank screen project Into blank screen Project into nothing When you can do nothing
10.
Pointless infliction this judicial system Revenge for mistakes dead in your prison A revolving door, a circular saw Cuts you right up, spits you on the floor Charges are minor but send them on in Profit in numbers, the contractors win Bleeding hearts shout, no chance you’ll get out Your foot on that thread mill when you first stepped out Down to your sentence your empty repentance Safer in here where the pain is relentless When adapted to this place there’s no chance of acceptance In a society that still seeks out its vengeance Are you feeling reformed? Your face to the floor Learning much faster than you did before The rules are so simple there’s not much to forget You got the rest of your life to fill with regret Symptomatic suppression Sadistic guards We all play our parts We’re all superstars

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released March 31, 2018

Recorded & Mixed by Pavol Rosa
Mastered by Pawel Kuczynski @ Phase Reverse Studio
Artwork by Grzegorz Wegorzewski
Intro soundscape by Roslyn Steer

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Bisect Cork, Ireland

Bisects sound doesn't really fit any one label, maybe a result of their Polish/Italian/French/Irish background, but the resulting musical blend is an aggressive hardcore d-beat sound with brutality and grind fronted by two intense vocalists with crushing lyrics that scream about issues like social justice, inclusion/marginalisation,poverty, etc. ... more

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