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Total Massacre
03:55
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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!
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2. |
War Of Words
02:10
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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
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3. |
You Serve Yourself
04:32
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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
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4. |
This Frustration
07:01
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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
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5. |
Let Them Burn
03:39
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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
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6. |
Isolation Of the Mind
03:02
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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
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7. |
Shut In
07:23
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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
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8. |
Pissed Off People
04:20
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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
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9. |
Blank Screen Project
03:04
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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
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10. |
Squat & Cough
07:53
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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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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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