- Austere
Go!
Austere as some neo-con nightmare, armed to the teeth.
A Buddhist soaked in gasoline burns in the streets.
Tired of the pride of the traditionally minded.
Sick of the arrogance of the pragmatic left side.
No love lost for the exploits of the real majority.
No worship for the dogma of the whipping hand.
- Cease to Exist
You are the forest I'm lost in the trees.
The cold ground trembles beneath our feet.
The world's wide void in the curve of her breast.
Endless beaches through the tears on her dress.
If I told you this was killing me would you stop.
If I told you this was killing me would you stop.
If I told you this was killing me would you stop.
- Chains
North thaws,
South disappears,
East vanishes,
West fades.
Cut the love out of my days.
You'd see me in chains.
North thaws, South disappears, East vanishes, West fades. Draw down the moon and walk away. You'd see me in chains.
Don't need another violent summer!
- Cross of Lorraine
You could never understand what it took for me to be your man.
At home in the ice and pines, black nights filled with struggled sights.
Some things are better left unsaid, if that were true, then I'd be dead.
More sad nights at the hospital, fever swarming around my collarbone.
Always waiting for the death of the death of love.
Get up, get up. You know it's true.
Always waiting for the death.
- Cult Of Mary
Welcome to violence, the world and the act.
An invitation to ruin, flowers of youth under attack.
What doesn't destroy can create as well.
Thriving gangs, the smell of female, faster, faster, kill! Kill!
Dying with the living, living like the dead
You've got all my sick devotion, we'll find heaven in worn out beds
And we're dying with the living, living like the dead
- Depravers
Those nights stretched out forever, followed by nervous days.
Live in suicide weather you become that old cliché.
It came without warning at a time I couldn't see.
I lashed out in all directions, some dark current pushing me.
At an early age, I made up my mind, that I'd live my life truly free.
Condemned everything, but where does it lead?
Sometimes there's no third dimension, everything's just as it seems.
- Gold Dust
I went the wrong way down the right track
The path I walked down took me back
To my beginnings, to the fucking start
And I what I saw there nearly broke my heart.
I guess with friends like these, who the fuck needs enemies?
Spent a hundred grand in only 12 months
- Last June
Descending on the city like a plague of locusts
Put up barbed wire fences as if we wouldn't notice
Figuring out how to spend our money
It's laughable
But, it sure ain't funny
Pigs is pigs
I can't relate
You represent everything I hate
- London Is the Reason
We are the rats and we run this town
We are the black plague bearing down
We have no fear
We have no pity
We hate you
We hate this city.
Every mistake you have ever made
- Odessa
I couldn't blur it all out if I had a thousand years.
I'd need a hundred more to make it disappear.
If I had to do it all over again, there's no way I would.
Everyone would go missing.
End me in the Black Sea, scatter my ashes in the East.
End me in the Black Sea, Odessa, oh Odessa.
End me in the Black Sea, scatter my ashes in the East.
- Outsider Art
The years I was numb feel no regrets
But there's hard to come cast down like a net
I surrounded myself with outsider art
It murdered my spirit and life fell apart
Alone in the garden I love by the sea
With none of the saints watching over me
Nothing lasts forever, nothing you can keep
My days were together my nights last a week
- The Game
Это игра?
Эта игра не по твоим правилам, а по чужим правилам,
И ты не сможешь это изменить.
и пусть тебе это совсем не нравится,
Но так всё и останется, смирись и продолжай так жить.
- Vapid Adolescent Blues
We sat down by the river that cuts the city in two
Film stars for security cameras
Vapid Adolescent Blues
You told me your secrets, I didn't tell you mine
You may be beautiful
But, there's swastikas spinning in your eyes
I'd rather be anywhere but here
- Victim Culture
Do you think they're out to get you?
Do you often become ill?
Are your nerves in poor condition?
Are you living off of pills?
Do you suffer nervous breakdowns?
Are you frightened for your life?
Are you often plagued by nightmares?
- Wrathchild
I was born into a scene
of angriness and greed,
and dominance and persecution.
My mother was a queen,
my dad I've never seen,
I was never meant to be.
And now I spend my time
looking all around,