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from Dark Angel - Time Does Not Heal (2001)
The psychological impact of a film that we all love
It's negative imagery that preys upon our young How could we be so blind? Now we step inside conceptually a different view And uncover the horror that we're injecting into All our children's minds Born into a peasant monarchy A life of inherited luxury This newborn Prince with his silver spoon His life unfolds and will change soon His father, the King, is not ever around Never deigning to walk on his own son's ground A tragic young life spent in a broken home Looking forward to years of life alone Leading the life of hell His story, you know it well In death he'd finally be free Could this be what it seems to be? As this Prince enters his first few years A menagerie known as his friends appears Misfits one and all One, who lives to create turbulence Another, who straddles an androgynous fence And we're not sure where he'll fall Minute is his contact with the outside world Unhardened to the likely peril it holds Until one day, with his mother, the Queen He's thrust into a ghastly scene Like animals, with weapons they're pursued By men with butcherous attitudes His mother, the victem of the "Thrill Of The Chase" With a bullet, she loses this deathrace Leading the life of hell His story, you know it well In death he'd finally be free Could this be what it seems to be? Then his woman is forced into A precarious position and looks doomed Assaulted and raped by more than one Members of a gang that are on the hunt Add to this the destructiveness Of the fire that rages without rest Decimating his neighborhood Torching his land where his home once stood Brutal cinematic display, upon our children's minds it preys A subtle induction into horror, with implications we can't ignore Malevolence hidden behind doe-eyes, how many see through its disguise? Burning itself into the minds it haunts Is this really what we want? Leading the life of hell His story, you know it well In death he'd finally be free Could this be what it seems to be? |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
Devy in the corner of his teen year
Born to run away Children in the middle with the village idiot So he never made the potty grade Now maybe he pulled a little closer Cold in a mousy way Boom boom as they came a little closer Put a bolt in the curse today Now Devy has to eat it in his own way Broke in a dirty way Boom boom is the beating that I hear in the night But no one hears, so no one knows and no one fucks with me Devy wants a word with the master I got no need to run away Down on the road isn't easy But I never would back away Boom boom in the morning with the night sounds No way to run away Boom boom as the boredom of monogamy Hits one more time... No one must know... No one must know... No one must know... No one must know this machine... Devy got a taste of some black shit Born in another way And it probably would have been easy But it never worked out that way Boom boom in the corner with the well-soiled Bound to amalgamate Boom boom as it kills the inhibitions ...no more games No one must know... |
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from Dark Angel - Time Does Not Heal (2001)
Emotions are easily spent, twisted and forever bent.
When fixations are not returned the lines are so quickly obscured. When I am haunted by your vision, I will cause you pain. At me you spit your derision, you are my obsession. You are repelled by my existence, but you will soon be trained. My sins atoned for in silence, an act of contrition. Held before my eyes though distant enough to be seen, If I were to pull it too close, I'd blur it to its full extreme. I'm barren of anything else, A lunatic's need to possess you. When I am haunted by your vision, I will cause you pain. At me you spit your derision, you are my obsession. You are repelled by my existence, but you will soon be trained. My sins atoned for in silence, an act of contrition. Rational thought Has vanished and fled for its life. The one goal after which I've sought It's upon your fear that I thrive. When written words are now legible, The story can be told. But when they're thrust too close to my eyes, They become a blindfold. And it's then reality, Fades into obscurity. Then I find that my mania is out of control. I tighten the grip on my obsession, but I can't be consoled. Now it's made me dangerous To all but you I'm oblivious. Distortions, perverse and unfair, you're threatened as I dominate. You need me, so why are you scared? From my grasp there is no escape. Don't you ever think of leaving me. You are mine until I set you free. The pain you feel is of no consequence. Many suffer, few survive... I'm not one with whom to be toyed, your mind easily I'll destroy. Enforcing my supremacy, accept me, I'm your destiny. When I am haunted by your vision, I will cause you pain. At me you spit your derision, you are my obsession. You are repelled by my existence, but you will soon be trained. My sins atoned for in silence, an act of contrition. |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Give us a reason for coming of war
Fighting for Jesus through prices of oil See how your demons are forming a wall Burning and beating and raping them all Reaching for something When nothing else matters Buddha to Krishna through Jesus and Allah See how your demons are forming a wall Burning and beating and raping them all Far from here... we'll light away So unclear... we'll find the way To war... we ride |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
Hey Man, I'm Going To Fuck This Shit Up
No Fear, No Compromise, I Want It All I Will Never Be Afraid, And I'll Die With What I Believe All Of You Assholes Can Stay Rotting Here I Do No Care, I Will Not Be There I Have Got To Save Myself And Don't Tell Me There's No One Else And All You Are Is All You Are... I'm So Sorry (For You) I'm Sorry... So All Hail The New Flesh, Because It Suits Me Fine... Just Get Away, You Motherfuck And We'll Be Back If You Come For What This Means To Me, You Piece Of Shit... I'll See You Pigs In Hell I Just Know Everything's Going To Be O.K. |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
Hey Man, I'm Going To Fuck This Shit Up
No Fear, No Compromise, I Want It All I Will Never Be Afraid, And I'll Die With What I Believe All Of You Assholes Can Stay Rotting Here I Do No Care, I Will Not Be There I Have Got To Save Myself And Don't Tell Me There's No One Else And All You Are Is All You Are... I'm So Sorry (For You) I'm Sorry... So All Hail The New Flesh, Because It Suits Me Fine... Just Get Away, You Motherfuck And We'll Be Back If You Come For What This Means To Me, You Piece Of Shit... I'll See You Pigs In Hell I Just Know Everything's Going To Be O.K. |
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from Dark Angel - Time Does Not Heal (2001)
Femininity, a sacred life
My goals and dreams achieved, or soon they might Unintruded being, innocent Young, with a hopeful future to be spent I can't believe my idiocy You came along with your invasion Your act of violence not of lust Upon me... Racing through these darkened streets at night Fleeing from this terror that haunts me I am chosen, this can't be right The pain that your thrust brings I don't want your flesh I'm not your whore But you want my blood I'm not a whore Trapped down here inside A nightmare that's become reality A heinous violation Of my humanity Right before my eyes I see my world Fractured so precise by one so cold Through your veins run ice, I beg of thee As I lie paralyzed please let me be From within your soul I stare I don't think I'll live to see this end You'll reign eternally through my nightmares If I ever sleep again The hatred directed at me 'cause of what I am Is as chilling as the defilement itself I wonder, what kind of beast is man? What emotions are and not felt? I don't want your flesh I'm not your whore But you want my blood I'm not a whore I can't even comprehend Why this act has come to be Proven time and time again The ultimate sadistic release This violent form of incarceration Trapped by savagery, helpless I lie I refuse this indoctrination Though you shatter this inner sanctum of mine An ancient inherited shame Bonding women and horror Outlasting the boundaries of time Enslaved forevermore Inherent crimes Through generations has become A terror cycle... You can't see me but you feel me You only want what you don't understand You can't have me so you take me Forever scarred where you've stamped your brand You look in my eyes and you tell me What do you see? Of this I'm deserving? You can't see me but you feel me You only want what you don't understand You can't have me so you take me Forever scarred where you've stamped your brand You need to crush me with your lividity Does this make you feel more like a man You can't have me, so you rape me My innocence strangled by your hand This must be necrophilia, for I am dead inside Your violent misogyny, your strength drowns my cries In shock, I'm crippled with disbelief This can't be happening to me Oh god, this hurts, I'm bleeding from friction Unconscious, I'm pleading to be... You cannot imagine the anger I feel Nor can you imagine the pain and despair This double jeopardy soon happens again When they scrape me for semen and hair My mind is frozen with your face intact This atrocity from which I haven't been spared From now on, I'll only know lovemaking through An act of intense terror The malevolence which pours over me You fill me with your rage It's mortifying, diabolical, Controlling through this stage I struggle to cope with what's happening I'm praying for my death I've done nothing wrong, I've been victimized So I'll pray for yours instead The physical torment inflicted on me Is insufferable but it doesn't compare To your terrible criminal mentality And the scars I'll forever bear To live through this brutal show of force Will cause me years of torment and grief Awaiting this misery to run its course As I scream out innocent pleas This violent form of incarceration Trapped by savagery, helpless I lie I refuse this indoctrination Though you shatter this inner sanctum of mine An ancient inherited shame Bonding women and horror Outlasting the boundaries of time Enslaved forevermore I will force myself to carry on And vengeance will be ultimately mine If you are not imprisoned soon By my hands you will die... I don't what your flesh I'm not your whore But you want my blood I'm not a whore Through rape you've created me A victim not above revenge A churning, seething mass of hate But you haven't conquered my soul |
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from Dark Angel - Darkness Descends (1999)
Back when man had not care for the past
And little hope for the future A man who stood out in the annals of time To tell of the actions to come The uncanny words of a clinical mind Turn of centuries bore his truth A mysterious being with a curious gift Nostradamus - chosen one His talent for reaching with a gaze Into the future unknown Conclusions drawn from inner haze As the seeds of time were sewn The fires, the plagues, the "men of blood" Foretold by prophetic eye Scourges upon lands he never stood Predicting our race to die Seeing the days Of hideous plague When nature released disease upon human race The damage was done Black death had won Pestilence, the start of armageddon Torment and fire London expired The English lands became a massive funeral pyre Ruinous blaze The city was razed Due to the great London's fire, life was denied Now the people today understand and take heed His truthful words of the future they've seen The one who knew Where we'd stand In centuries ahead of where he roamed the land He'd seen the fear Upon the earth Hatred, death, and pain, four-hundred years worth A witness to Brutality And evil warmongers insanity His written words Upon the page Black prophecies!!! Nostradamus envisioned saviours of hate To reign subservient mass Attempting to alert us before it's too late We witnessed the evil that passed We watched all the wretched torment inflicted And shook our heads with grief And understood then what the seer predicted Beyond our conscious belief At war with a sick brain, Hitler was known To render a massive injustice Striking the Hebrews a mighty deathblow Guaranteeing his fate in the abyss The wars, the concentration camps Foretold, prophetic eye When the doomsayer became entranced He saw when our race will die Sinister minds Hate had then blind To the slaughter of innocent people - insidious crime Walking the earth The devil's rebirth The fuhrer the second son, Napoleon being the first Both antichrists Brought anguish and strife Ruling the empires with a criminal sickening spite Gaseous showers With Hitler empowered Innocent Jewish honor forever raped and deflowered Now the people today understand and take heed His truthful words of the future they've seen The one who knew Where we'd stand In centuries ahead of where he roamed the land He'd seen the fear Upon the earth Hatred, death, and pain, four-hundred years worth A witness to Brutality And evil warmongers insanity His written words Upon the page Black prophecies!!! Back when man had not care for the past And little hope for the future A man who stood out in the annals of time To tell of the actions to come The uncanny words of a clinical mind Turn of centuries bore his truth A mysterious being with a curious gift Nostradamus - chosen one His talent for reaching with a gaze Into the future unknown Conclusions drawn from inner haze As the seeds of time are sewn In the year 1999 and seven months From the sky will come the great king of terror Nostradamus watches from beyond Waiting for our race to die Third war Final scar Soon the obliteration will be total, leaving no more Milleneum two Will not be renewed The bodies, corpses and souls will then be exhumed Nuclear fire The earth has expired The worldy lands became a massive funeral pyre Ruinous blaze The landscape is razed Due to the nuclear winters' frost, life is denied Now the people today understand and take heed His truthful words of the future they've seen The one who knew Where we'd stand In centuries ahead of where he roamed the land He'd seen the fear Upon the earth Hatred, death, and pain, four-hundred years worth A witness to Brutality And evil warmongers insanity His written words Upon the page Black prophecies!!!... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Young machines
Machines they burn the war Bring on the Young my God Bring on the babe my Lord Bring on the Young Bring on the dumb The machines, machines that burns for war Bring on the pain my God Bring on the burn Bring on the Young Bring on the dumb The machines, machines they pay for war Bring on the hate my God Bring on the burn Bring on the Young Bring on the... HATE... HATE... HATE Burn... BOIL... BOIL Burn Burn Burn BURN |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
So what man?
So what? It leaves me too low... And it pushes me out It leaves me behind ...all of my life ...all of my days Your woman... So what? She leaves me in doubt And pushes me down It leaves me behind ...all of my life ...all of my days All that I'm going through Your legs when these would do ...know when it's over This "no one" left no one behind |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
Bleeding hearts will never stop
What bleeding lips will start, I'll make your mother Take your friends, and take your hands And ride the feeding cart... Your little dreams are nothing now Your dreams are nothing to me, I'll make another Piece from all the crap around and keep the best for me I seem never to get the message through That shit should mean something to you I tell you brother, it's easy to hold the imaging Of the cod metal king Falling, we're falling... Back at beginnings Don't mean a thing when you come to the cod metal king You can't deny the power of the millions who are weak They never bother to take a look At what it takes, to get us through the sheep 3 am I drive alone I drive where no one will follow me I keep it low Inside my coat I keep it there for me And I can't believe We've pass the point I can't believe we're through, I take another Look around And track it down And disease was right in you Falling, we're falling... Back at beginnings Don't mean a thing when you come to the cod metal king .. metal king.... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Human Mind, Human Soul...
Human Weakness I love you... I love you... Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! No... no one No pride at all I see devastation and I'm ready to BURN! My skin is infected Quiet now, Quiet now... Quiet Human I love you... I love you... Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! No... no one No pride at all You Fail I am Temptation... your Saviour Now your Soul dies... You won't survive Nothing will ever survive... Filling the void with nothingness All rise... Satan steals you away Hate Springs eternal I see devastation and I'm ready to BURN! My skin is infected And I never... Never... There's no release |
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from Metallic Attack : The Ultimate Tribute [tribute] (2005)
Now
Let my people go, land of goshen Go I will be with thee, bush of fire Blood Running red and strong, down the nil Plague Darkness three days long, hail to fire So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man I Rule the midnight air the destroyer Born I shall soon be there, deadly mass I Creep the steps and flood final darkness Blood Lambs blood painted door, I shall pass So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
All is calm, and all is right
You took the call, you took the fight I'm finished here, I'm on the next This time, this time, this time, this time, you call All you are, is all you are All is cold, and all is dead It's time, it's time, I need, I need you Mora Help me end my nights here And help me get this water clear All is calm and all is lost You call, you call, you call, you call me Mora Critic... You're the critic... You're the critic In the night I lay awake I know it's cheating baby But I know I have a right And in the dawn I see the question A bleeding wrong forcing right Sometimes night I can't stop thinking And I'm calling it a soul strike |
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from Dark Angel - Darkness Descends (1999)
FEAR
The world now stands ancient, showing her age Antique, senile, archaic Peroration impending, not one to assuage The human remnants of earth Pandemic winds chill the soul Eradication of the will Nihilism extracts its toll Frightening the meekly servile Sacrosanct, the religious ones Are fast becoming extinct Choatic precursors of what will befall Permeate the night air The fear of the end preys on the minds Of all the soon-to-be dead With death at the hands of a hideous fiend A grisly fate to comprehend DEATH This city is guilty The crime is life The sentence is death Darkness descends FIRE Internal combustion, plutonic rage The bodies create their own hell The flame from within, unleashed from its cage Purging the great sins of all Admissions of guilt are all that are sought By judges who have twisted laws The quick abrogation of the populace Striking with great enmity Listing the ways in which we will die As the prophets claim we will soon Self-immolation that unjustified Stygian shores ahead loom The coffins are ready, the death warrant signed Depression has swiftly set in Inimical powers against humankind This charnelhouse ensanguined DEATH This city is guilty The crime is life The sentence is death Darkness descends MORTIS Decaying, the ruins fall swift to the ground The carnage is morbid and great Mephitic deathstench of corpses abound The earth meets an untimely fate The horrific malignance, spreading its wings Across the expanse of the sky Contamination and all that it brings The judges commit genocide Retaliation, a useless ploy We've gazed into the face of fear We know that it stands for our own bitter end The end we realize is now here The claws of denouement grasp at our lungs Asphyxiation rules supreme The future of mankind cut down while they're young Our children die clutching their dreams... DEATH This city is guilty The crime is life The sentence is death Darkness descends |
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from Dark Angel - Darkness Descends (1999)
FEAR
The world now stands ancient, showing her age Antique, senile, archaic Peroration impending, not one to assuage The human remnants of earth Pandemic winds chill the soul Eradication of the will Nihilism extracts its toll Frightening the meekly servile Sacrosanct, the religious ones Are fast becoming extinct Choatic precursors of what will befall Permeate the night air The fear of the end preys on the minds Of all the soon-to-be dead With death at the hands of a hideous fiend A grisly fate to comprehend DEATH This city is guilty The crime is life The sentence is death Darkness descends FIRE Internal combustion, plutonic rage The bodies create their own hell The flame from within, unleashed from its cage Purging the great sins of all Admissions of guilt are all that are sought By judges who have twisted laws The quick abrogation of the populace Striking with great enmity Listing the ways in which we will die As the prophets claim we will soon Self-immolation that unjustified Stygian shores ahead loom The coffins are ready, the death warrant signed Depression has swiftly set in Inimical powers against humankind This charnelhouse ensanguined DEATH This city is guilty The crime is life The sentence is death Darkness descends MORTIS Decaying, the ruins fall swift to the ground The carnage is morbid and great Mephitic deathstench of corpses abound The earth meets an untimely fate The horrific malignance, spreading its wings Across the expanse of the sky Contamination and all that it brings The judges commit genocide Retaliation, a useless ploy We've gazed into the face of fear We know that it stands for our own bitter end The end we realize is now here The claws of denouement grasp at our lungs Asphyxiation rules supreme The future of mankind cut down while they're young Our children die clutching their dreams... DEATH This city is guilty The crime is life The sentence is death Darkness descends |
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from Dark Angel - Darkness Descends (1999)
Respecting your wishes
My brother, you wish to die In a bed surrounded by tubes Immobility's cast its shadow In your body numbness reigns You've calculated your demise Your future racked with pain I'll take the life behind your eyes There was a time when death was distant And the fire of life burned bright Now we realize life's no constant No will to life, death's a right Euthanasia, not murder Act of mercy to escape Society's form of torture To let you live this way Death is certain Life is not Your mind's in torment Waiting to rot The final curtain Always draws it close When death is certain The end unfolds From the neck down, you're senseless From the neck up, you're alive And the politics of humanity Refuse to let you die And all the while you plot your death With me at your side Your last wish, your brain to rest Your bondage ropes untied And the prayer for miracles is through For there's no god to care Do unto others as done to you Without a doubt he isn't there I won't make a mistake with faith Christ's a waste of time How can I put my trust in god With innocent people dying? Death is certain Life is not Your mind's in torment Waiting to rot The final curtain Always draws it close When death is certain The end unfolds Paralytic disease infests your brain Debilitates your mind A vegetable wasting, decaying You're running out of time All I know is what you said Before the comas' grip Don't want to live your life brain dead To death you crave to slip The needle's pulled from in your arm The pulse of life has stopped Your granted plea, a painless death To arrive at the end you'd sought The cryptic statement - bonded truth Lie peaceful in your grave Did we just give up on you? I hope you have been saved... Death is certain Life is not Your mind lies dormant Proceeding to rot The final curtain Has drawn its close When death is certain The end unfolds! |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
I've Got A Feeling
With The Wrong People And I Can't Control My Thoughts I Wish That I Could Sleep And Just Get This Over With ...This Is Only High School Bullshit... I Just Want To Feel I Was Warned Absolutley Numb No Good Around People Everyone Knows And Watches Me How Did I Get Here Tonight? What Am I Doing Here? How Did I Reach This State? How Did I Lose My Sight? I'm Lost ... I'm Freaking And Everybody Knows ... Everyone's Watching ...So Here's All My Hopes And Aspirations Nothing But Puke God, I'm So Lonely... I Just Want To Feel |
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from 2002 부산 국제 락 페스티벌 [live] (2002)
I've Got A Feeling
With The Wrong People And I Can't Control My Thoughts I Wish That I Could Sleep And Just Get This Over With ...This Is Only High School Bullshit... I Just Want To Feel I Was Warned Absolutley Numb No Good Around People Everyone Knows And Watches Me How Did I Get Here Tonight? What Am I Doing Here? How Did I Reach This State? How Did I Lose My Sight? I'm Lost ... I'm Freaking And Everybody Knows ... Everyone's Watching ...So Here's All My Hopes And Aspirations Nothing But Puke God, I'm So Lonely... I Just Want To Feel |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Devour the living
Devour the dead We learn how we live when we die Divide... Divide... Divide We learn how we live when we die Divide... MULTIPLY Divide... MULTIPLY Divide... MULTIPLY We learn hown we live when we die Dividing the living... Defining the dead One hundred or more in the womb One hundred will go... one hundred below One hundred will burn it away Oh God help me with these dreams Of one hundred millions souls washed away One hundred will go... one hundred below One hundred will burn it away |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
ever... Forever... For EVER
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Praing yourself,
Do you know what you're doing? Point blank when you hear what I say No way you can wash away nature... Do you know what you're doing... Do you know what to say? Dripping... Seeping Dripping... Leaking Dripping... Cabbages Grazing away Do you know what you're feeling? You fool... do you know where you lay? I'm gone, there's no answer... it's over Do you know what I'm saying... Do you know what I'm saying? Dripping... Gigbutt Dirt Pride... My pride Dripping... Bunksock Bathe... Bathe... Commiserate...Commiserate... I'm not about helping hopeless Bored when I wash them away... Internal a body at war with itself And the bleeding I do... it's for me Dripping... Seeping Dripping... Leaking Dripping... Cabbages Bathe... Bathe... Commiserate... Commiserate Praising yourself Do you know what you're doing? Point blank when you hear what I say No color, no code, no creed... WAR Wash my fucking balls |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
i watch the way you move,
and i count by the way you press your eyes and by the little things that put you down, ride the rails to where you are - help me thank you all, let me fuck you all, and by the way you bitch and masturbate, the bold ones carry on and on the way your prayer come up and have fun - the way to carry on i'm a dog, i know, i'm a dog it's the only way, it's the corner stay push the freight along and grant them all their little goddamn shitty things in the light it grows, slower than before, "ten-four, they've got to burn, the 9.3 will come to carry on..." gimme some of your good loving, i need your good loving dog, i'm a dog, i know i'm a dog, i'm a dog, i know i'm a dog... oh, elvis yer just standin' there and completely naked and i's jest thinkin' to m'self "goddamn-it boy! you've come a quite a little while for such a little country doggie..." and now he's touching himself in private how may people do you know who can make it through life without ever buying a goddamn vowel |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
Racing' cross the heavens
Straight into the dawn Looking like a comet Slicing through the morn Scorching the horizon Blazing to the land Now he's here amongst us The age of fire's at hand Stand by for Exciter Salvation is his task Stand by for Exciter Salvation bids to ask Everything he touches Fries into a crisp, Let him get close to you So you're in his trip, First you'll smoke and smoulder Blister up and singe When ignition hits you the very soul of your being will cringe. Stand by for Exciter Salvation is his task Stand by for Exciter Here he comes now Fall to your knees and repent if you please Who is this man? Where is he from? Exciter comes For everyone. You'll never see him But you will taste the fire upon your tongue He's come to make you snap out Of the state that you are in Looks around and make you See the light again So much self-indulgence Results in shattered eyes Predominant complacency Leads to beguiling lies. Stand by for Exciter Salvation is his task Stand by for Exciter Salvation bids to ask When he leaps amidst us With combustive dance All shall bear the branding Of his thermal lance, Cauterizing masses Melting into one Only when there's order Will his job be done. Stand by for Exciter Salvation is his task Stand by for Exciter Here he comes now Fall to your knees and repent if you please Who is this man? Where is he from? Exciter comes For everyone You'll never see him But you will taste the fire upon your tongue Racing past the heavens Straight into the dawn Looking like a comet Slicing through the morn Scorching the horizon Blazing to the land Now he's here amongst us The age of fire's at hand Stand by for Exciter Stand by for Exciter |
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from Dark Angel - We Have Arrived (1984)
I've seen the lights of destruction
Hot glow of death in the sky Cities and buildings lay wasted People left helpless to die Watch the sky Death is near You are falling The final day is near Satan's death armies approaching To capture lost souls of the dead Implying his will as he pleases The final damnation ahead Watch the sky Death is near You are falling The final day is here The wrath of gods fury is searching Calling the righteous abound Decaying dead bodies are burning Nothing left living is found Watch the sky Death is near You are falling The final day is near |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
COME ON
King Raul beat off Fucking strength King Raul beat off Fucking strength Now that the music industry's ill And we're the fucking antidote One line and you're outta control Yeah, you fucking suck! HEY! King Raul beat off Fucking strength King Raul beat off Fucking strength Oh, you ironic pop-rock fuck Don't you fuck with METAL One line and you're outta control Yeah, we fucking OWN YOU! King Raul beat off Fucking strength King Raul beat off Fucking right Can't wait to feel it again And I need to feel, whoa When I was somebody else When I was just a boy METAL! (come on) [Solo / harmonized lead] LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE MAGGOT MASTER! Now in the halls of the necro lord Flash of fear when he sees my sword Raped his woman, smoked his bone Leave a booger underneath his throne! King Raul beat off Fucking wank King Raul beat off Fucking... FUCKING WANK! So... I... Can't wait to feel it again And I need to feel, whoa When I was somebody else When I was just a boy METAL! |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Animal, you're an animal...
You're a goddamn fucking animal It sucks you in... pulls you in No one knows One never breaks if you never bend Don't ever try, don't ever win Animal, you're an animal... you're a goddamn fucking animal Face your fears: you gotta face your fears You gotta ride... We're young We'll find a way to love again And we'll find a way... Find a way to the world And we'll find a way... Force Fed to the world No shades of grey... just seas of red To bathe in what makes you whole What makes you whole? |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
Animal, you're an animal...
You're a goddamn fucking animal It sucks you in... pulls you in No one knows One never breaks if you never bend Don't ever try, don't ever win Animal, you're an animal... you're a goddamn fucking animal Face your fears: you gotta face your fears You gotta ride... We're young We'll find a way to love again And we'll find a way... Find a way to the world And we'll find a way... Force Fed to the world No shades of grey... just seas of red To bathe in what makes you whole What makes you whole? |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
work expectations bind the holy to the wrong
reflecting what they'll never be sing out, pay out another day has come and gone get used to the feeling of rotting just watch it, goat boy you watch it, you're a goat down in the rust steel yard a goat boy loses limb no need to feed old nan and kids old buck he pumps it up, to keep his life from getting low then back to compo when he's home just watch the goat boy just watch it, you're a goat let me hear the goat boy talk! don't judge me, goat boy you watch it, you're a goat |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
You pretentious fucking losers
You've got nothing at all You've got your fingers in your asshole And your hand on the call And you talk such fucking horseshit That it's hard to believe That you almost make careers out of being naive You, you are a fucker 'cause you sold my guitar You, you are a fucker, seeking fortune in bars You, you are a fucker, 'cause you say such stupid shit I've got a better line in pocket lint That what you've done with it So if you are an asshole who pretends to be a friend Then get your ass in music, you'll be set to the end, ending And now you've got the nerve to ask me about my temper? Why yes, I have become a fucking happy camper! I hate your fucking faces and your trendy cut hair I hate the fact you think your job will go anywhere Because its use is just the same as what I shit into the bowl Just like the mess between your ears is like the mess in my hole I hate your loser friends who only come out when it's right I hate that when it's down you run instead of fight I'm set to think your lot in life to test the stronger ones Will just require some chicken shit and also sneakers for the run I dig it away, the shit you puked instead of swallowed In an attempt to try and find the dick instead of the load So when you move and stand aside my mood will hamper And yes, I will become a fucking happy camper! Stuck in endless winter with your press to keep you sane Wait for useless numbers to grow useful once again Where the heat will come again, your flaw grows sick Your flaw will send, the shit you call your business To the place that is your end Stuck in the winter, cold and wet Your stupid friends have come and went And you're left behind with your idiot job And it's far from a prize, you fucking dink You're a fucking dink... yeah! How's this for punk? Dink! Suck my cock, you pathetic excuse for a human being You're a neurotic, homophobic, racist dork. You've also got a lot of balls to dick with someone else's life, you fucking pseudo-ghetto "boy in the hood" middle-class, white, spoiled-rotten bored "gangsta" wanna-be hunk of regenerated redneck bullshit! Thank Christ you don't have to rely on that staggering intellect or dynamic personality to intimidate others, Shit for Brains. Shut the fuck up, and get out of your parents' house and get a real job, you putz, and for god's sake, quit being such a fucking sheep! Now grow the hell up! ... Dink I let it get me down because you're in it for the glory And I'd rather leave with reason than go dying for a story And this whole L.A. rock thing That the malls are buying up It doesn't work, it doesn't work It's so inbred I might throw up And now I'm put into the middle With the contracts and the bunk, and I always end up hearing "Hey man, punk... let's have more punk!" So here I am to do a favour, save some hassle, kiss and tell That either way my music's shit and it ain't ever going to sell So if you've got the gall to take this shit blown up your ass And you've got the cash and balls to pump the same crap out en masse Then hell, I'll stand aside and with your plans I'll never tamper I'll sit and write you songs and be a fucking happy camper Yeah, send me out a contract and in clauses you will lurk The smaller points so I can give it all and save you work You say an album's not an album without issues left to hamper Well then, fuck I guess I am a fucking Happy Fucking Camper |
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from Dark Angel - We Have Arrived (1984)
The master knows all temptations
He'll bring you to your knees And when you think That your through He will spring on you Hell's on its knees [3x] He's coming to get you He'll drive right through you He'll burn you alive When you find him You fly right to him You feel him breathe Hell's on its knees [3x] The ride is over you try to turn Now it's your turn so burn You go too fast your soul will fly It will will fly up high The master knows all temptations He'll bring you to your knees But when you think That your through He will spring on you Hell's on its knees [3x] |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
Hey, You Failed Like God in Me
Feasting Like Dogs, You Fucks, Get Out Of My Way I Warned You... Hey, The Fools Shall Not Be Entertained Feasting Like Gods You Fucks Are In My Way I Warned You... Fuck You ... Stupid Human Beings... Technology Will Be The Second Coming And It Will Hit Us While You're Looking For A Man I Warned You... T E C H N O L O G Y Hating, Burning, Waiting, Falling Fucking, Twisted Human Cancer Fuck Your Bullshit America |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
Hey, You Failed Like God in Me
Feasting Like Dogs, You Fucks, Get Out Of My Way I Warned You... Hey, The Fools Shall Not Be Entertained Feasting Like Gods You Fucks Are In My Way I Warned You... Fuck You ... Stupid Human Beings... Technology Will Be The Second Coming And It Will Hit Us While You're Looking For A Man I Warned You... T E C H N O L O G Y Hating, Burning, Waiting, Falling Fucking, Twisted Human Cancer Fuck Your Bullshit America |
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from Dark Angel - Darkness Descends (1999)
I walk through deaths' door
I'm frightened to see A determined fate is not in store for me No light in the tunnel Or brimstone awaits Return to the earth A reincarnate My life Meant others had to suffer in my wake My hatred proved too much for god to take My soul is set to live in disrespect Karmas' retribution - lifes' reject Is what I'm meant to be An outcast from society?? A laughing stock - as I walk the earth Vindication laughs at my rebirth Or will I be a victim of the thing Commonly known as eternity?? Eternally black In limbo I'm trapped In silence I sound a plea Light is no more I feel not a thing Undead, I need to break free Listen The silence deafens all the unheard screams The darkness rips away all the unseen dreams Numbmess shrouds my soul I'm left to roam Paralysis now my only home Spiritual planes do not exist Life in this realm I will resist And break these bonds - These chains that lock my soul Watch my growing fire burst through the wall I need to grasp the earthen world again Onto the realm of humans I'll ascend Hunger Of the undead Now if my soul is mine then why will you not let it be free?? I wonder When this will all end To live in this shell makes me laugh at religious disease Who'd think that There's no hell or heaven?? Only an abscence of god and no satan supposedly fell A spirits' Reincarnation Is the proof of no heaven or merciless torment of hell... I walk through lifes' door I'm frightened to see A determined fate is now in store for me A leper I stand A pitiful scene Martyred, by my impiety Believe me The vicious circle has triumphed again And now a life of agony I'll begin The fates have dealt the hand I'm set to play A losing situation in every way I know I'm meant to be An outcast from society And live my days banished from the race Reborn into this life of much disgrace My soul is set to live in disrespect Karmas' retribution - lifes' reject!!! |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
WE HAVE RETURNED
FOREVER'S INVENTION THE TWO BECAME ONE TILL WE COLLIDE TWO WORLDS COLLIDE TILL WE COLLIDE...OH... Further...further...FURTHER!!! NOW is the TIME we DELIVER!!! ...SING and BE HEARD! NOW!!! by the PROPHECY of the fucking weak that fucking wept... WE SHALL BE HEARD!!! |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
Drive
He's trying To tempt me, take me, down me, rape me, fuck her... Fuck yourself, you'll never take me live Goddamn this sun Go, he's not the one Take this away... July, July, July Bring me rain Drive Keep calm These are only just illusions And whatever has been said It has now gone completely wrong But keep your head, don't freak... Keep your eyes upon the road And just don't think about that room... Oh holy fuck Oh holy fuck, oh holy fuck Goddamn this heat Christ, goddamn this shit Take this away... July, July, July Bring me rain He said "I know that you know that I am the one" "You know that I've found a way..." Don't die on me, don't leave me alone!!! Give me this chance and I'll make it the last I will never succumb I will never succumb Come rain down Down, down, down... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
Drive
He's trying To tempt me, take me, down me, rape me, fuck her... Fuck yourself, you'll never take me live Goddamn this sun Go, he's not the one Take this away... July, July, July Bring me rain Drive Keep calm These are only just illusions And whatever has been said It has now gone completely wrong But keep your head, don't freak... Keep your eyes upon the road And just don't think about that room... Oh holy fuck Oh holy fuck, oh holy fuck Goddamn this heat Christ, goddamn this shit Take this away... July, July, July Bring me rain He said "I know that you know that I am the one" "You know that I've found a way..." Don't die on me, don't leave me alone!!! Give me this chance and I'll make it the last I will never succumb I will never succumb Come rain down Down, down, down... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
The song's lyrics are in Morse Code, and when decoded, say:
x2+y2=z2 1+1=0 all is an echo reflections of an eternal present connect now and emerge om om om |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
Time waits for no one
No holy saviour came again It's here now, my old friend And it's time to go home... Back to the stars Now I know how it sounds But I know how I feel And this boredom kicks into the aligned The invisible and the divine And the lights upon the hill at night They have followed me young And into tomorrow No time for you Time alone This time I think I've found it Goodbye my love It came for me I'm going back to Japan No time for you Time alone This time I think I've found it Goodbye my love It came for me I'm going back to Japan Goodbye my love It came for me I'm going back to Japan |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Borne... void... nothingness
Watch the signs, stay holding... waiting... war Born son of righteousness Holy water holding back the storm I WANT YOUR HEAD I WANT YOU DEAD I WANT YOUR HEAD I WANT YOUR HATE... LOVE... HATE ME HATE... LOVE... Ain't enough |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
(Fuck it!)
(There's no external way to tell when a woman is ready to recieve) MARCH!!! LOVE... is a way of feeling LOVE is a way of feeling less alone So what's all the fuss about?!? "FUCK IT" LOVE: the paradox of needing OH LOVE, MAKE WAY FOR BREEDING GIVE IT TO ME! GIVE IT TO ME! FUCK YOU AND YOUR TALK OF LOVE! I know what I stand for; I STAND FOR ME!!! I'll wait for the nigiht to come So far, suicide at home For I'm not the man you know This love it's about control OH WHAT A FEELING!!!!! OH WHAT A FEEDING!!!!! Know the chosen ones ARE HERE! ALL HAIL!!! ...SHIT (FUCK IT!) I'll wait for the night to come So far, suicide at home For I'm not the man you know... This love, IS ABOUT CONTROL YOU FUCKERS! ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE |
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from Dark Angel - We Have Arrived (1984)
You fall before us, shattered in vain
You thrash about us, screaming in pain Tortured and flaming, you're on your knees you fucking whores, it's us you must please We'll give you merciless... death!!! Stand up and bang, till you fall the floor The sound is so deafening, it can't be ignored The place is burning, your minds are destroyed Devastated and helpless, you're left here to die The angels has landed - judgement has come Your death has arrived, faster than some The darkness descending upon heaven's gates Your soul is now promised and you know that We'll wait!!! |
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from Dark Angel - Darkness Descends (1999)
You fall before us, shattered in vain
You thrash about us, screaming in pain Tortured and flaming, you're on your knees you fucking whores, it's us you must please We'll give you merciless... death!!! Stand up and bang, till you fall the floor The sound is so deafening, it can't be ignored The place is burning, your minds are destroyed Devastated and helpless, you're left here to die The angels has landed - judgement has come Your death has arrived, faster than some The darkness descending upon heaven's gates Your soul is now promised and you know that We'll wait!!! |
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from Dark Angel - Darkness Descends (1999)
You fall before us, shattered in vain
You thrash about us, screaming in pain Tortured and flaming, you're on your knees you fucking whores, it's us you must please We'll give you merciless... death!!! Stand up and bang, till you fall the floor The sound is so deafening, it can't be ignored The place is burning, your minds are destroyed Devastated and helpless, you're left here to die The angels has landed - judgement has come Your death has arrived, faster than some The darkness descending upon heaven's gates Your soul is now promised and you know that We'll wait!!! |
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from Dark Angel - We Have Arrived (1984)
The soldiers, stand waiting
To vindicate this war torn land The charge sounds, they march in They're wondering, will they survive The dawn comes, and then the light We take lives, we hear the screams No tomorrow, evil has it's way No tomorrow, will I live through this day? No tomorrow, my life's on the line No tomorrow, there is still time The valley, lays waiting The enemy, is stocking When night falls, we press out Advancing, till early dawn No tomorrow, evil has it's way No tomorrow, will I live through this day? No tomorrow, my life's on the line No tomorrow, there is still time Intrepid, our leaders Decisive, the final blow Destruction, great defeat Carnage, across the land No tomorrow, evil has it's way No tomorrow, will I live through this day? No tomorrow, my life's on the line No tomorrow, there is still time |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
There Is No Insanity, Rather A Super Sanity
More Suited For Life At The End Of The 20th Century Where Everything Is Art, And Everything Is Trying To Express It, Where Everything Is Art, And Everything Is Trying To Comunicate It... All Intelligent Beings Sleep The Dreaming Of Dreams And They've All Come Up To Meet Me Tonight Although While In The Morning, All Their Wonder And Their Glory Was Turned Ugly And Quite Simple Like A Venue When You're Loading In Gear Sexuality, Eroticism In Asexual Pursuasions. Man Or Woman, Make's No Difference In The Outcome No Fasion, No Tolerance For Stupidity Or Ignorance ..."Adidas" Or "The Arch Deluxe"... And Time Is Now An Object Oh My Fucking God... Oh I'm Fucking God... And I'll Dream All This Into Becoming Real And Until Such Time That You Can Prove Me Otherwise I Will Continue With My Agnostic Travels Until I've Found A Place That Dreams With Me... ...A Place That Feeds On My Rountine All I Want Is My Mommy... All I Want Is My Mommy... All I Want Is My Mommy... All I Want Is My Mommy... This Is The Night That It All Changes |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
There Is No Insanity, Rather A Super Sanity
More Suited For Life At The End Of The 20th Century Where Everything Is Art, And Everything Is Trying To Express It, Where Everything Is Art, And Everything Is Trying To Comunicate It... All Intelligent Beings Sleep The Dreaming Of Dreams And They've All Come Up To Meet Me Tonight Although While In The Morning, All Their Wonder And Their Glory Was Turned Ugly And Quite Simple Like A Venue When You're Loading In Gear Sexuality, Eroticism In Asexual Pursuasions. Man Or Woman, Make's No Difference In The Outcome No Fasion, No Tolerance For Stupidity Or Ignorance ..."Adidas" Or "The Arch Deluxe"... And Time Is Now An Object Oh My Fucking God... Oh I'm Fucking God... And I'll Dream All This Into Becoming Real And Until Such Time That You Can Prove Me Otherwise I Will Continue With My Agnostic Travels Until I've Found A Place That Dreams With Me... ...A Place That Feeds On My Rountine All I Want Is My Mommy... All I Want Is My Mommy... All I Want Is My Mommy... All I Want Is My Mommy... This Is The Night That It All Changes |
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from Dark Angel - Darkness Descends (1999)
Your orders are given, the time for destruction is now
They'll give you no reason, you'll be the first so be proud They've tracked you on radar, the fighters will lead to attack The terror will freeze you, because you know you might not make it back Gods of war have gone insane You've played with fire, you're to blame Perish in flames Perish in flames Take a stand for what is right Time is now so make the fight Perish in flames Perish in flames You've locked onto to target, the missiles stand ready to launch Your mind bleeds in terror, destination lines up in path Your final descent, the bird of prey unleashes its wrath You've pulled the trigger, the world goes insane so you laugh Gods of war have gone insane You've played with fire, you're to blame Perish in flames Perish in flames Take a stand for what is right Time is now so make the fight Perish in flames Perish in flames The world burns below you, innocent people now die You're stricken with remorse, though much is your loss you don't cry You clench up in anger, for war is stupidity For mankind it's too late, and you are the last to see Gods of war have gone insane You've played with fire, you're to blame Perish in flames Perish in flames Take a stand for what is right Time is now so make the fight Perish in flames Perish in flame... die!!!... |
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from Dark Angel - Darkness Descends (1999)
Your orders are given, the time for destruction is now
They'll give you no reason, you'll be the first so be proud They've tracked you on radar, the fighters will lead to attack The terror will freeze you, because you know you might not make it back Gods of war have gone insane You've played with fire, you're to blame Perish in flames Perish in flames Take a stand for what is right Time is now so make the fight Perish in flames Perish in flames You've locked onto to target, the missiles stand ready to launch Your mind bleeds in terror, destination lines up in path Your final descent, the bird of prey unleashes its wrath You've pulled the trigger, the world goes insane so you laugh Gods of war have gone insane You've played with fire, you're to blame Perish in flames Perish in flames Take a stand for what is right Time is now so make the fight Perish in flames Perish in flames The world burns below you, innocent people now die You're stricken with remorse, though much is your loss you don't cry You clench up in anger, for war is stupidity For mankind it's too late, and you are the last to see Gods of war have gone insane You've played with fire, you're to blame Perish in flames Perish in flames Take a stand for what is right Time is now so make the fight Perish in flames Perish in flame... die!!!... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
I want your HEART
Your SOUL... ...and your MIND You'll give me TRUST ...Your body, Then you're mine! ...And being HUMAN ...is FUCKED as it is. With all these questions Of FAITH, and of...KIDS!!! So what do you wanna do now baby??? ...Do you wanna have a fucking BABY!? NO!!!!!!!! Whoa no...God no... Whoa no...God... GIVE IT AWAY (Goddamn I need it...) GIVE IT AWAY (Goddamn I need it...) GIVE IT AWAY (Goddamn I need it...) GIVE IT AWAY, GIVE IT AWAY, GO!!! GIVE IT AWAY (Goddamn I need it...) GIVE IT AWAY (Goddamn I need it...) GIVE IT AWAY (Goddamn I need it...) GIVE IT AWAY, GIVE IT AWAY, ALL!!! GET AWAY (Goddamn I need to...) GET AWAY (Goddamn I need to...) GET AWAY (Goddamn I need to...) GET AWAY, GET AWAY, GO!!! GET AWAY (Goddamn we need to...) GET AWAY (Goddamn we need to...) GET AWAY (Goddamn we need to...) GET INTO THE CAR AND DRIVE!!! Far!!! Far!!! Far!!! Far!!! Vacation, procreation, sterilization, DISNEYLAND!!! ...should we do it? ...d'ya wanna DO IT?!?!?!?! I'll protect you... Mommy!!! Children and money and family and DEATH and TAXES and CAREER And PICKET FENCES ...JUST GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!! TAKE IT!!! FUCK IT ALL!!! (Chorus) HERE IT COMES!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YEAH! |
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from Dark Angel - Time Does Not Heal (2001)
A shadow, I prowl these decadent streets,
Perversion, degradation my soulmates. An observer, I'm admist the innocent weak, My fascinations are salacious and unchaste. This netherworld of carnality is my existance, I don't walk alone, for this is my home, And my subsistence. I silently drift through these darkened paths, I'm a witness to human psyche in decay. There's nothing here but burnt-out bodies and souls, A breeding ground for the depraved. I've plunged beyond the sickest depths of pruriency, What is normal to me is far beneath what is seen as mere "obscenity". Can you feel the pain Of these souls deranged? Can you feel the pain I have lived inside These pathetic minds And it's menacing Psychosis And lust is So dangerous Sexuality At its most diseased Has enslaved us... I wish I could give you severe details, But now's not the time nor the place. I've sojourned through the vilest combat zones, And been invovled in acts that are debased. Virtuous lives are crushed in this malevolent den of thieves, There's no escape from the abduction and rape of virginity. Scenic nightmares of brutal self-indulgence, Nothing is sacred, especially life. I completely share my amorality, With the hookers and the hustlers that stalk the night. Shocking, disgusting displays of human indignities, Anything can be achieced in sexual iniquities. Can you feel the pain Of these souls deranged? Can you feel the pain I have lived inside These pathetic minds And it's menacing Psychosis And lust is So dangerous Sexuality At its most diseased Has enslaved us... I've been seduced into this realm, Why? I cannot say... I've cleansed myself from all that's pure, I've now incurred disgrace. I can't put my finger on the attraction, I'm not an anomaly. In my domain of abomination, Psychosexualuty... I have a personal obsession with pain, Dealing, receiving, to me it's the same, It's a tragic game Excruciation that goes unrestrained, To others this pleasure may be insane, Or at the least profane Virgins forced to perform unspeakable deeds, Immaculate youth placed in impurity. The screams of pain, I have heard the screams Of quiet exits, but forced entry. Desperate souls of one accord, With their lives in this sordid world Women defiled for that vein-numbing fix, Bestiality, this is sick. Orifices committing disgust, Grotesque forays into macabre lusts. Why am I here? I've been drawn, In this shameless world I belong... Can you feel the pain Of these souls deranged? Can you feel the pain I have lived inside These pathetic minds And it's menacing Psychosis And lust is So dangerous Sexuality At its most diseased Has enslaved us... Men who pluck children from their families, Teaching a man's "rules" to this younger breed. To the black-market, parents sell their young under eight, Anything older out here is too late, Adolescence their fate... Snuff films with their discreet mutiliations, Anonymous fiends and confused, unwilling victims. Desecrating unblemished bodies and minds, Breaking and torturing, then ending their lives, I have watched them die... You've been given a glimpse of this pornographic scene, Some of it scares me, all of it excites me. This is my horrible, demented hell, Once you're trapped down here I wish you well. Why am I here? I've been drawn, But honestly, do I belong?... Can you feel the pain Of these souls deranged? Can you feel the pain I've been trapped inside These pathetic minds And it's menacing Psychosis And lust is So dangerous Sexuality At its most diseased Has enslaved us... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Rape is just cause for murdering
Waste life... Die bastard die bastard burn Rape gives strength to weakness Lies prone... cold and alone He says... I want you for your body I want you for your body I want you for your body I want you for your body Body... Body... Body... Body... Body Here now alone with all who love her Now feel this come down on you You fucking pig... now you die I want you for your body I want you for your body I want you for your body I want to see you fucking dead |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Bombs away... Bombs away...
All is in its place It's time to lay... It's time to lay... everything to waste I'll walk away Won't hesitate By the way... Honesty is everything I've ever wanted Strip it away... today's the day In what I do there's no disgrace Calling you out Calling! Calling... Long may we Reign... This is Relentless This is our World This is Relentless |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
What you don't understand is where everything's leading
When all the signs you see still point to overload As you reach out your hand, a shattered picture's receding Like tail-lights along that lonesome stretch of broken road 'Cause you've been to the past and it's just a reminder A recollection of faces that will never come to call When you've cut through the mask, when you've been through the grinder Sometimes you forget that you had ever been there at all Up here in room 429 Seems like the world ain't so unkind I want to take you to that empty room tonight In the shadow of doubt, in the crush of an instant Standing in the rain outside my door hand on your knife When you reach a brick wall, there is still a decision Always thought if I had to lose I'd surely choose my life Up here in room 429 Seems like the world ain't so unkind I want to take you to that empty room tonight We'll tell the world outside the door That we ain't never coming back no more We're going to stay in here till we turn off the night Till we turn off the night City breathes so softly, everything is sleeping I am at the window silently watching I can see you standing alone against the winter I can hear you asking but the streets they are not giving Don't look to the ocean, restless in its dreaming Don't look to the heavens for they will tell you nothing If living is for learning then dying is forgetting Once we have forgotten then we can go on living In a lifetime of hope, in a second of kindness There is never a doubt that we are born and die alone From within or without there's no way they can find us When they knock at the door the lights are on but we ain't home Up here in room 429 Yeah, the world ain't so unkind I want to take you to that empty room tonight We'll tell the world outside the door That we ain't never coming back no more I want to stay in here till we turn off the night We're going to stay in here till we turn off the night Till we turn off the night Till we turn off the night |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
I am the coming of a new age
Past your shit by far I was a puzzle in your sick life, But will never be a piece anymore. Because I worked through your fucking bullshit And I worked through your fucking lies Now I'm working on the edge With a thousand times the stress, So I can damn you down to size. I worked in your fucking warehouse I worked in your fucking dream I worked on the edge of the product community And found that nothing's what it seemed I fucking hate you....X8 Devy worked in the corner of the piss yard Bored and plagued by pain, Devy got a taste of the corporate community, And never went back again. I worked for you fucking bastards I worked for your fucking lies I went and pissed away too may fucking opportunities To try and make you fuckers feel right And I fucking hate you...X8 I am the coming of a new age Stained we still stand tall I am the coming of a new age And I will never fall I bear the questions of a new time Seen but never heard I've seen the comings of a new time, get ready... Coz here it comes. Pushing your incompetance, And racial views aside And never now, Until death again, is there anywhere to... hide It starts here my friends, My brothers and sisters, The courage to show what is brave, and not to be weakened To stand it through, by any length To look into the eyes, And have the strength of men who say "fuck you" I won't do what you tell me..."fuck you" I don't care who you are..."fuck you" I'll never stop believing..."fuck you" And I'll never be the one who takes the heat in the name Of the remorse that isn't pushed into a hole Waiting now, and packing down Into the open spaces we must go and not be frightened As children we came, As children we go, So never look behind you, never look behind... "fuck you" It isn't a decision."fuck you" It's a sign of greater things."fuck you" And a loss will never matter..."fuck you" |
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from Dark Angel - Time Does Not Heal (2001)
Potentially there's no safety
Inside these walls, I'm forced to be Unprotected to cruelty I'm not at my own mercy The most important time in my life Is governed by an unstable mind On another I depend My own life I can't defend Will I survive? To see the day arrive When I am cast forth And endangered nevermore Incarcerated and force-fed Your disparity a constant threat Are you qualified to reign? Is my destruction pre-ordained? I am not a parasite Will I be punished by your spite? I await my destiny And possibly your enmity Will I survive? To see the day arrive When I am cast forth And endangered nevermore Completely under your dominion I'm not here of my own volition, no Will I survive? To see the day arrive When I am cast forth And endangered nevermore I'm locked away, a nonentity Sacrificed by antipathy My pleas aren't heard So I'm tortured It's perilous in this domain And I'm dead if I remain I pray that you Don't cause my doom... Will I survive? To see the day arrive When I am cast forth And endangered nevermore |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
I wonder why
Need you to try And on the way, ...reeling... ...feeling... BURN! I've seen your shine It seems divine! But by the way... ...you're clouded... I'M CLOUDED??? AAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! Don't tell me SHIT! Don't you tell ME fucking SHIT! BORING, YOU'RE BORING BORING YOU'RE BORING, YOU'RE BORING, YOU'RE BORING, YOU'RE BORING, YOU'RE BORING ME INTO MYSELF! SHINE ON, SHINE ON, SHINE ON... I wonder why Need you to try But by the way YOU'RE CLOUDED... WE'RE ALL CLOUDED BOY!!! |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
YOU BASTARD!!!
Know, know, KNOW I HATE YOU!!! EVERYTHING...everything, EVERYTHING... is WRONG!!! And I don't want to fight... Because I don't know what's WRONG or RIGHT But I'll do ANYTHING just to get some FUCKING sleep tonight... And I can't even EAT And I can't even FUCKING PISS!!! All I've been doing is thinking about GOD and DEATH InFiNiTy!!!!! Sleep little baby, don't you cry...little baby... NOW You'll fucking listen to me...Everybody in my MOTHERFUCKING LIFE; All I've been looking for is an excuse to feel this way... ...and now I know... HA! I KNOW!!! I'm in control of the infinite mind, And I control infinite Power When?!?!?!? EVERY BLACK MINUTE And self-control is something I've learned... But don't think I won't do it, Don't you EVER forget; If you want crazy... IF YOU AWNT FUCKING CRAZY... I'll SHOW YOU HOW TO BE CRAZY FUCK YOU!!!! LADIES!!! All this time I thought you wanted me to be like YOU ...you don't want me to BE LIKE YOU, now you'll sing for ME! Baby!!! Little baby, little baby...YEAH!!! Aw, FUCK!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!! KNOW...KNOW...KNOW... I FUCKING HATE MYSELF EVERYTHING...EVERYTHING...EVERYTHING about this is FUCKD!!! Now it's SCIENCE!!! SCIENCE!!! SCIENCE!!! ...and... MATH!!! MATH!!! MATH!!! |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
I control an awkward soul
And my lines Are automatic, automatically drawn Realizing a multiverse in just one thing And then I'm automatic, automatically gone WRITING DOWN MY INFINITY WRITING FOR ALL ETERNITY Colors relate to numbers relate to SOUND ...relates to FORM relate to WAR relate to SEX relates to HEALING Relates to ALL GOD VI-BRA-TION!!!! |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
sit here
blue light washed out borrowed pin me up and boil welcome to the wrong ...skin me... silent filter sucks in the resting whipping children posture frozen god. hungry muted nations ...skin me... it's just a feeling i have it's like a feeling of death you can't be in it for the cash you must be in it for life and if your houses i need and if the payment is real and if your mind is at ease that is the death of music |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
I'm right here where you left me experimenting
-bored out of my fucking mind... please give me a sign, please show me that you're alive There's got to be a better way ...another place for me please, help me please... You'll never be what you try to be if you want to be it God help the king of nothing It's getting late I'm getting old and every night I just sleep, we never talk and every night, I look in the sky and I pray to God they'll hear me... And if this is all there is ...if this is it Won't... Won't someone tell me Because I'm so fucking sick of all you stupid people all you sick stupid people |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
I am the coming of a new age
Past your shit by far I was a puzzle in your sick life But will never be a piece anymore Because I worked through your fucking bullshit And I worked through your fucking lies Now I'm working on the edge With a thousand times the stress So I can damn you down to size I worked in your fucking warehouse I worked in your fucking dream I worked on the edge of the product community And found that nothing's what it seemed I fucking hate you.... Devy worked in the corner of the piss yard Bored and plagued by pain Devy got a taste of the corporate community And never went back again I worked for you fucking bastards I worked for your fucking lies I went and pissed away too many fucking opportunities To try and make you fuckers feel right And I fucking hate you.... I am the coming of a new age Stained we still stand tall I am the coming of a new age And I will never fall I bear the questions of a new time Seen but never heard I've seen the comings of a new time, get ready... 'Cause here it comes Pushing your incompetence And racial views aside And never now Until death again, is there anywhere to... hide It starts here my friends My brothers and sisters The courage to show what is brave, and not be weakened To stand it through, by any length To look into the eyes And have the strength of men who say "fuck you" I won't do what you tell me... I don't care who you are... I'll never stop believing And I'll never be the one who takes the heat in the name Of the remorse that isn't pushed into a hole Waiting now, and packing down Into the open spaces we must go and not be frightened As children we came As children we go So never look behind you, never look behind... "fuck you" It isn't a decision... It's a sign of greater things... And a loss will never matter... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
Making money, save my mind.
Made up manic form you fake, FUCK YOU!!! Close your eyes and believe Believe that the garden is all that you need Believe you must bow to your knees Believe what you want to believe ...Just believe I'M FREE!!! ...ALIVE!!! I'm MASTER!!! ...AND COMMANDER!!! ...OF MY LIFE!!! ...OF MY FATE!!! ...OF MY FAITH ...IN US!!! We're all we have now. Alone. We're all we have now... Who? |
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from Dark Angel - Darkness Descends (1999)
Once, the tale of Sodom
Brought anguish to the eyes Of all god-fearing people With eternal afterlives Sin and lust run rampant now Perversion on the rise Reliving all the ways of old Gommorrah realized Sodom, an unholy place Angels searched for a few Souls who'd yet to fall from grace To save them from the doom Paradise of pleasures lost Herein the future lies Laughing at the "holy cross" As death rained from the skies Falling from the heavens Angels lie decayed Burning, city of Sodom One by one, sinners pay Skeptics failed to heed the call Of angels sent to tell Of the impending death to all In blazing city hell Consorting with the demons craft The ways of god repelled Burning cross, cause to laugh Lot, the one expelled Falling from the heavens Angels lie decayed Burning, city of Sodom One by one, sinners pay The sufferers' impalement Inside the city gates Worshipping the holy priests The masters of all hate The flag of the inverted cross Menacing, held high Laughing at the "holy cross" At twelve, the virgin dies!!! Our righteous family did escape The family-father lot Sinful daughters succumbed to rape Not as holy as thought!!! Mankind throughout eternity Built on evils' designs The resilience of iniquity Lives on in christian minds Falling from the heavens Angels lie decayed Burning, city of Sodom One by one, sinners pay!!! |
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from Dark Angel - Time Does Not Heal (2001)
History's shown you that answers can't be found above.
Life's great questions are tackled only by us. Knowledge of mysteries that puzzle your learned men of the cloth. We've explanations that men of God can't fathom. Searching for your destiny In a book that's not reality. We solve the the Earth's problems Through our science and technology. Look back one thousand years when science was in its infancy. The church had the word, the world was forced to heed. How many times they led astray, their flock was shown no mercy. "It's God's will", not good enough, minds were closed ignorantly. We are here to shed the light, And your "Savior" is powerless to fight. You must realize that your theology is wrong And we are right. Accept it for it's proven, And the truth is for all to see. Scientifically we'll answer any question there could be. Obviously you don't see that we've become your deities. Can't you see that we are your new priesthood? Blinded by your piety and impotent divinity, Recoginize that we are your new priesthood! Religious dogma that's confused and shackled you. Searching through the good book not knowing what's the truth. You're only innocent, raised servile and unaware. Unconversant to what is really out there. Humanity must be erudite but not only from books should it gain insight. Through practice of sound philosophy comes cognizance of Man's own plight. This you won't find in your church or your faith, Though science has always attempted to explicate. Obviously you don't see that we've become your deities. Can't you see that we are your new priesthood? Blinded by your piety and impotent divinity, Recoginize that we are your new priesthood! Intelligence is lacking in your realm. That is why we've come to take the helm. As you have seen, you cannot turn to God for the solution. Mankind has thrust himself into a sick position, lack of vision. To those who blanket and surround themselves with gullibility, There will be severity. Yet again we will achieve the answers because we are more than God. As you kneel and pray, Genuflect our way. Try and feel your way Without our guidance someday. History's shown you that answers can't be found above. Life's great questions are tackled only by us. Knowledge of mysteries that puzzle your learned men of the cloth. We've explanations that men of God can't fathom. Searching for your destiny In a book that's not reality. We have solved the the Earth's problems Through our science and technology. We see the things that you can't find in your faith. We are in command with men like Hawking leading the way. Obviously you don't see that we've become your deities. Can't you see that we are your new priesthood? Blinded by your piety and impotent divinity, Recoginize that we are your new priesthood! |
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from Dark Angel - Time Does Not Heal (2001)
It's always darkest before it goes
Completely black I'm older now so I should know You never can look back But the scars of childhood memories Dominate my head The inner pain I've vowed to keep Until the day I'm dead You can't see, the life I was forced to lead What it's like to die daily You can't feel, the thoughts I've learned to steal Survival is my reality When I was young I lived in fear The hands of doom forever drawing near I wonder how I learned to persevere As time advanced deceit was my life's truth Spurred on by the peace I never knew Time does not heal The scars that burned me in my youth Time does not heal The pain that carved in me the truth Time does not heal The torture struck upon my past Time does not heal The scars that were left and meant to last Over the many years I've tried To bury deep my past Attempting to cope with what's inside My wastelands of regret But defeated before I began To join the human race Indelibly I've felt the brand Of scars I can't erase I was the fool, subversive and overrulled Into my abyss I was pulled The ways of hate, constantly agitate The scars as they'd eviscerate Inside my head desolation forms Shadows grasping my mind through its storm I couldn't see that I was being forewarned That anguish was to take my life's controls And rake it's wounds forever into my soul Time does not heal The scars that burned me in my youth Time does not heal The pain that carved in me the truth Time does not heal The torture struck upon my past Time does not heal The scars that were left and meant to last I have learned to live alone, it's meant to be Endless lies and emptiness fulfilling me Life's there to decieve the truth you'll never see Understand that I am dying to be free Images have haunted me since I was young Chilling were the arms of fear I was among What were once just nightmares now have since become Real atrocities which I can't escape from... It's always darkest before it goes Completely black I've realized now that it's impossible Surviving their attack Through duress I'm borne, a past that's brought me scorn And when I'm dead, will I be mourned? The scars I've worn, the mental flesh I've shredded and torn Time does not heal The scars that burned me in my youth Time does not heal The pain that carved in me the truth Time does not heal The torture struck upon my past Time does not heal The scars that were left and meant to last |
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from Dark Angel - Time Does Not Heal (2001)
Leading quiet lives of desperation, we maniacally cling to the unreal.
Life pursues its stranglehold, upon us, its pain revealed. We, as a race, are frail and weak, crises leave us paralyzed. We strain to deal with what's thrown at us, we're therefore traumatized. Really, I speak for no one but me, And I am losing my grasp. On that which I must call "myself", This burden might be my last. Stranded and sinking into remorse, The darkest recesses of my mind. The cavernous tyranny of pain and fear, Is lunacy far behind? I have dealt eternally with anguish, I have learned to live with my distress. From all this trauma comes profound catharsis, And a way to cope with my life's bitterness. Loneliness draped around my neck, in its sinister seduction. I pray a light will come from this, my frightened introspection. A lifetime of misery and its brethen, has depleted my reserves. And this has brought me the true conclusion, *nothing* is what I deserve. My early involvement in sordid acts, Has left me scarred for life. The road I have taken, self-doubt intact, Denigration is my wife. Am I a slave to the powers that be? Have I any inner strength? Fleeting struggles of humanity, I pontificate at length. I have dealt eternally with anguish, I have learned to live with my distress. From all this trauma comes profound catharsis, And a way to cope with my life's bitterness. As an outcast, I've become inner-dependent, trapped in a world of lies. But now I must question my own self-worth, that leaves me demoralized. Possessing fate of mental demons, Surrounds my soul in these masses of pain. Voices damning all of my thoughts, Self-infliction capacities retained. I'm not the only one in this world, Who's suffered through emotional discord. Intensities-caustic and penetrating, Is it me I've spent all my life hating? Thinking distorted emotions clouded, By my personal asceticsm. In condemnation I've been enshrouded, Acetylene baptism. I have dealt eternally with anguish, I have learned to live with my distress. From all this trauma comes profound catharsis, And a way to cope with my life's bitterness. I've expunged a multitude of, but sad to say, Not all my doubts and fears. But I look forward with trepidation, And step with caution into my remaining years. I am quite sure that in these words, There's not much hope that things will ever change. Maybe my time for suffering's past, And I can vaguely hope for brighter days. I have dealt eternally with anguish, I have learned to live with life's distress. From all this trauma came profound catharsis, And a way to cope with my life's bitterness. |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
What do you wanna do now baby?
should we take the day... ...maybe go to the beach? What do you want me to say now baby, I may be gone... but never out of reach. Ooh, baby blue. Ooh... Why? |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
On and on, it's on and on
On and on, it goes on and on And no one knows why, no one knows why A new time, with new ways New thoughts, a new age On and on, it's gone on and on On and on, it goes on and on Say good-bye! Say good-bye! Say good-bye! Say good-bye! No one knows why, no one knows why A new time, with new ways... New thought, a new age I'm tired of waiting I'm tired of fighting I'm tired of waiting for fucking nothing I'm sick of lying I'm sick of trying I'm tired of waiting for fucking nothing .. Tired of hating, bored of dying Tired of waking from the dreams of morning... Sick of trying, sick of whining Tired of waking from the dreams of morning I'm tired of waiting I'm tired of fighting I'm tired of waiting for fucking nothing I'm sick of lying I'm sick of trying I'm tired of waiting for fucking nothing They're underneath the waves... They're underneath the waves... ...underneath the waves... ...underneath the waves... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
I Want To Be Where The Action Is
It's Time Again We Won't Get A Second Chance Everything Is Dying Fuck Sleep, Fuck Beauty, I Know I Have To Make It Alone It's 2:45 A.M. And I'm Freaking Out All I Can Think Of Is Glory, And I'm Sitting In Burnaby At 2:45 In The Fucking Morning Freaking The Fuck Out One Month And I'm Gone Forever Fuck This Once And For All... And Just Like All Those Bullshit Jobs I Swore I'd Never Go Back To I Swear I'll Never Go Back To This Life Fuck This Can You Believe This Shit People? All You Stupid Fucking People With Your Useless Fucking Lives And Your Bullshit Priorities And Your Sick Fucking Wars And Your Pathetic Religion And Your Shit Music And Your Sick Fucking Hate Bullshit, Sitcom, North American Ignorance A New Time Is Coming And We Know You'll Awake In There Who's Your Daddy? |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
I Want To Be Where The Action Is
It's Time Again We Won't Get A Second Chance Everything Is Dying Fuck Sleep, Fuck Beauty, I Know I Have To Make It Alone It's 2:45 A.M. And I'm Freaking Out All I Can Think Of Is Glory, And I'm Sitting In Burnaby At 2:45 In The Fucking Morning Freaking The Fuck Out One Month And I'm Gone Forever Fuck This Once And For All... And Just Like All Those Bullshit Jobs I Swore I'd Never Go Back To I Swear I'll Never Go Back To This Life Fuck This Can You Believe This Shit People? All You Stupid Fucking People With Your Useless Fucking Lives And Your Bullshit Priorities And Your Sick Fucking Wars And Your Pathetic Religion And Your Shit Music And Your Sick Fucking Hate Bullshit, Sitcom, North American Ignorance A New Time Is Coming And We Know You'll Awake In There Who's Your Daddy? |
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from Dark Angel - We Have Arrived (1984)
You spilled the first blood
Now you must pay with your life The death of my loved one Which preys on your Conscience brings strife The night winds of vengeance Whisper my hatred of thee The bloodroom arising Foretells the omen decreed The thought of my anguish Fills you with dread My soul can not rest Until I know that you're dead [repeat] I stalk you at night fall Condemn you in anger by day Fueled by my hatred I'll not stop to rest, till you pay You know that I'm out here This fueling it tears you apart But you'll not deceive me Till I've ripped the life from your heart The thought of my anguish Fills you with dread My soul can not rest Until I know that you're dead [repeat] Vendetta, vendetta, vendetta |
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from Dark Angel - We Have Arrived (1984)
We'll hit the blazing stage
In a glare of smoke and fire We will provide the metal Just for your desire We have arrived [4x] We're on the top now And the lights are shining bright We're faster than ever Can you feel how tight We'll thrash you with our spikes Can you take the power Can you take the strain We have arrived [4x] Now the lights are off now And the curtain is closed We'll keep moving on Another town another load We have arrived [4x] |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
What are you doing in my face?
Where are you going with all haste? Why did this begin? Why did we start this? And why can't you remember? God damn you Why don't you ever listen to the things that you say? Your words are there for us to deconstruct anyway Yes -- you are a product of that environment But change is always there if you want it Cold and foreign, spirit broken Please can we go home? No (solo 1: The Dev) (solo 2: Sinsimon) What the fuck was that? I'm being completely rational I'm not yelling! In every relationship There has to be compromise And God knows every one of them has baggage I know I have my issues And we know you have yours! Put it in gear, motherfucker For tonight we ride Deny the ride You and I connect and emerge |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
Oh, did you think that I was KIDDING???
Oh, DID YOU THINK THAT I WAS??? Oh, too late, too late... Aw, TOO LATE MOTHERFUCKER!!! MUST REMEMBER TO KEEP BOTH FEET ON THE GROUND EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE IS TURNING ROUND Then... we're the only ones We're GODS, not demons ZEN ZEN Zen...on the way I'm feeling Zen...on the way we're feeling On we go...we're waiting now... Are you looking at me?!? ...Why do you keep looking at me?!? ...am I not merciful? YES!!! we're the only ones We're GODS AND DEMONS ZEN ZEN Zen...on the way I'm feeling Zen...on the way we're feeling Zen...on the way I'm feeling Zen...on the way we're feeling Connect now and emerge. |
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