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EFFEMINATUS
03:42
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NEVER AWAKEN
07:17
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There are no innocent civilians
Young buck makes charge
And bursts into violence.
Abuse and suffering
Are bread and butter.
Never be mistaken
To see the reality that proofs
Young buck pounds yeast for his leaven,
Prepare for gaseous death in fire.
You will never awaken,
Kneaded into nightmare.
Never be mistaken,
Kneaded into nightmare.
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She's burned and shot, body broken.
Total war and you don't remember her.
You think you're beyond history?
You must think you have an identity.
All the world they give you,
All their rules, does it exist?
Just the same, we never rule it.
Staring at their dance of death.
Power of
Quietus
Information
Corps
You have nothing to believe, you're just passing.
You have nothing to lose, this anguish is not a dream.
Against the singularity there's nowhere to hide, the future is here.
The revolutionary spirit you will remember, making love and war against this prison.
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4. |
MIGHT IS RIGHT
05:19
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Death
Industry
Control
Kapital
Hey mister
I think you're smart
You got a big brain
I like your style
Look at bodies and bones spill onto my streets.
Look-alike people rally and mass.
Guns are popping, jellies are dropping.
Breaking flesh and culling the herd.
You're powerless
Techniques for your health:
Production of corpses
Reduction to famine
Manufacture of bombs
I want to be on top
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5. |
PISSORDER I
03:54
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I can feel my body swelling
I can feel my bladder swelling
It's time for heaven on earth.
Pretty people in a pretty city,
I do my best to fit in.
It feels good, really good,
Like I'm living in the Jetsons.
Do you feel shock
At what's going on in the world today?
You've misunderstood the world.
I'm a moderan man,
My home is my stronghold.
I do my best to fit in.
The sleeping rough are oh so drab
More razzers would put an end to that
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GRAVEDIGGER IN UNIFORM
07:13
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Mr. Stinky's in flame
Body on the pile.
Mr. Stinky's ugly
Fear is pretty.
Is Warfare
The ultimate stimulant?
Gravedigger in uniform
Fascist machine man
Use fear for money
Use fear for status
Use fear for power
Now it's my turn
No turning the other cheek
Start a killing spree
I will shoot police bodies
Dance of Inanna in the streets
Human is tired of serving as head and reason;
An incomplete being, whose thought is reduced to analysis.
I will find the monster within me,
killing police bodies.
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PUNK IS PALS
03:47
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Crawl out from cracks,
Contemn mind body disaster.
Stop being pussy,
Complain about right things.
Why all these cool people
With cold hearts?
This world is shit,
Shut up and kneel.
Punk is pals
Punk is community
Punk is security
Punk is cool
I'm a nobody
Living in the background.
We all know it's so bad,
What a shame.
I'm really cool,
I'm really punk.
It's all the same,
Punk is hipster.
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Determine the way to live.
Determine the way to die.
Dance your dance
Life grows old
Life grows cold
Do you harden like a diamond?
Self nicely crucified
Posercorpse lie again
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9. |
PISSORDER II
03:10
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Here we go!
Will everyone bleed?
Here's a total bore:
Techniques for killing
Outliers bleed
I can't feel my body
I can't feel my bladder
Put it in a cage, test for erotic response, the way it talks, psychological effects; some took their own lives.
They want us to bleed
Satire or sense, now high, now low, now master up, now miss, now sterilization.
They want us to bleed
Positioned against everything, grounds for surveillance and special interrogation; made to be the culprit.
They want us to bleed
Poverty, substance abuse, hate therapy, sexual assault; I can feel my body swelling.
They want us to bleed
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10. |
LET SPORUS TREMBLE
06:08
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SPORUS Vancouver, British Columbia
Wren - bass & vocals
Natalia - drums
Brennain - guitar
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