1. Shroud
Spent years deadening my nerves Turn violence inward
Rise to the sight
Grey industrial haze shroud over the city
Resign rationale for reptilian calm
All frustrations mount and spiral
Anneal my animus slavering teeth rake venom from my tongue
Dredge up far reaching horrors
Suffer patiently
Invite infection to nourish the cancer
Unparalleled extremes
Enter, if you will, virgin territory
No comfort here inside this, the bleak house
Darkness absolute
A pure form imitation of life
Room antiseptic white, blank expressionless
Sliding hands across the plaster
Feel for faults and fractures
My head swimming in circles
Floating endless slipstream
Body salamander slick
Shriveled as a newborn
Vigor wrenched out in pools of salt water
Ground to a halt
Beat of life pulsing intermittently vacillating -
Indecisive
Sliding hands across the plaster
Feel for faults and fractures
Breathe deep the frigid air
Cough on the numbing sting of sleeps pins and needles
It's like swallowing razors
Jagged pieces of glass and steel
Stare into the sun with frozen open eyes
Searching for a simple diversion
Self-induced sense deprivation
Stare into the sun with frozen open eyes
Stare into the sun with frozen open eyes
Icicles form in the furrows of my brows
Sub-zero and sweating Stare into the sun
Frozen open eyes

2. Shards
Summon forth the rain wash away the filth
I can blanch memories
I can't cleanse my soul
Summon forth the flames, strip flesh from bone
I can't slough memories they're like second skin
One cut for memory another for hope
I'm probing for answers
Can only strike a nerve
Cutting cables
Unloading dead weight
Until nothing remains
An innate self-loathing pouring from every aperture
These holes in my skin let the darkness out
Let it flow
These holes in my skin let the darkness out
Let it flow
There's nothing less in this world than what I think of myself
A broken man
Paint a picture of a broken man
Search - For a reason
Probe deep
Strike a nerve
The scars have faded weathered away through the years
All memories remain intact, clear
Crystalline and unpure
Cutting cables,
Unloading dead weight until nothing remains
These holes in my skin let the darkness out
let it flow
In rivulets of blood that flow down my arms
Into the drain
Rivulets of blood flow down my arms
Into the drain
An innate self-loathing pouring from every aperture
Never a truer feeling than pain
To assure me I'm alive

3. Unto Me
If you were to fulfill my desires
Imagine the price you'd pay
You've never felt the anguish
That I've hidden inside
My pain shared unto you
Drink the tears I've cried
Just tell me how hard life is
When you haven't bled
Tell me what you feel
As a tear descends
Principle of pain and pleasure
Actions sacred yet profane
Within the temple of the flesh
Private rituals are ordained
Dignity torn, ripped to shreds
Innocence lost nothing remains
Within blood I've spilled
Wash yourself clean
Reptile shed your guilt
Suffer unto me
No one is innocent
We all have our crosses to bear
Once you felt you were safe in a familiar place
Desire and purpose rearranged
Stumble over a piece of your past you wish kept locked away
To isolate yourself from misery and pain
You want to isolate yourself
Isolate yourself from the misery and the pain
Cast your pride aside and let your emotions take control
It's something you want to feel so let the tears fall
Sifting through remnants of what you left behind
Reopening scars to see what I find
Dignity torn, ripped to shreds
Innocence lost
Nothing remains
Sifting through remnants of what you left behind
Dignity torn, ripped to shreds
Open wounds never mend

4. Murder In Technicolor
This evening's no different from last night or the nights before
I find myself in a fetal position
Hands wrapped tight around my throat
I'm thinking nothing seems to flow except this drowning sweat that's choking
me to question
What I wrote you, at the time, I meant every word
Now each thought like my body twists and contorts
Felt this churning peristalsis reversed
Fluttering in my throat a swarm of locusts erupts from my mouth
Running, stumbling hand over hand Slipping through and splashing the floor
Running, stumbling hand over hand Slipping through and splashing the floor
Running, stumbling hand over hand Slipping through and splashing the floor
Pure adrenaline surge tensed muscle tears from its frame
Pieces strewn from end to end
Still feel no pain locked in overdrive
And if you could move it would only be a crawl
I've see you before in my life
I want to tear you down
Immerse myself in your flames
Bathe in your ashes
before this day I never felt so alive
I've see you before in my life
I want to tear you down
I've see you before in my life
I want to tear you down
Immerse myself in your flames
Yesterday erased a trace of my life
I can't recall
But your voice reminds me
Forever war
Lifetime burning
Another battlefield to prove my worth
Prove my worth as a failure
In your eyes
Ten minutes sway as far as the eye can see
Electrical towers span mile after mile
I've see you before in my life
I've see you before in my life and I want to tear you down
I've come to tear you down
My mind is a ghetto where I'm breeding disease
No refuge in the germ factory
From behind my window I see you standing on the platform waiting on the northbound
Plan my moves six steps in advance
Take refuge in the germ factory
Visions of technicolor murder so vivid so real
Visions of technicolor murder
Fulfilling some obscene prophecy
I've come to tear you down
I've come to tear you down
I've come to tear you down
I've come to tear you down
Obsession spreading like cancer
(Awareness) heightened to arc light precision
Every last detail

5. Into the Wire
Unmistakable, the scent, the chill in the air
Feel Autumn creep into place
Those uncharted thoroughfares and shallows deep
Speak in intricacies
Pale illumination secret emotions
For ransom behind a paper mask
Inside a heart shaped stone
Uninhibited reins unfurled
I couldn't resist the urge to hesitate when I heard you cry
Bastard, you have no shame
Don't you know tears won't wash away real or imagined crimes
Design's flawed structure tests failure seems a perfect fit
Relinquish those ties that bind
Bare devotion in no uncertain terms
Together we'll share our misery
Foster this beautiful child versed in the fury
Spare me the pain of love
Each day I reach a new low
I took the low road to zero
I know you're just like me
You bear the mark, the stain
I know you're just like me
Together we'll share our misery
Foster this beautiful child versed in the fury
You're just what I need
Take my hand
Press it to the burner
Love tastes bittersweet
Screams for revenge
There will come a time, someday soon, you, too, will be alone
You felt the wind at your back so you ran
You took what you wanted
You took as you need
Thought you could disappear leave without a trace
Lose yourself as you wade deep into the city
So run silent, run deep
With closed eyes I focus on the lull of lush static white noise off the highway
Imagine the tide crash the shore
I'll lay here, watch it fall and I won't make a sound
I'll lay here, watch it fall and I won't make a sound
Stirred by the pitter-patter of sleet bouncing off the sill
Nudge my head further into the pillow
Not content with the dreaming
A sprawling shade of gray
Pick myself up tip-toe across icy tile
Nimble as a firewalker
Quick glance at the clock I'm going no where at all
Idly passing the time
Filling in the gaps has become routine
Devote endless effort to a single thought can afford the attention because it doesn't cost a thing
Under a facade of normalcy
A wolf in the guise of sheep
I'll draw you out into the wire
When I bait the trap with rose petals
I'll draw you out into the wire
When I bait the trap
Cascades of red purl over gnashing maws
Love tastes bittersweet, it screams for revenge
Felt nary a tinge of misgiving at what I've done
Excuses are paper thin
Fit to bur Hold you to nothing
I'll honor your lies

6. Slither
I writhe serpentine
Slither into your mind's farthest reach
A little corner of Hell Endhouse, backyard served as an execution chamber
Pets drown in their cages
Across the street backyards dropped into an alleyway
There, compost twists the guts into knots
Feel the roll
Expect the coil to anchor me to the spot



1. Post Student Syndrome
Prospects of a new life, planning, cash in, cash out
Weigh every step I take
Live up to every expectation that rests on my shoulder
And now I talk to the mouth of some lost soul that never matched up to his own
And I wonder how many careers are based on true motivation.

Are mine true enough to make it through time
I’ll serve mine and already apologize for failing
I dare you to say you live the life you dreamed of
Consequences first, step out of line, severe damage for sure, think it over first.

2. Copycat

I keep hearing what was said long before
Synchronized mouths a copy of dim light
Is what remained
The worst has still to come,
But you don’t know and you never will

No gods, no masters
Your revolution is not much more
Than a piece of paper
Tell me whom are you fooling
Don’t expect me to strife on your side
No progression made

3. Robot Wars
Robot wars, no remorse, metal bloodshed
Robot wars, shred to pieces, ripped apart total devestation
Killing is the game, robot wars the name
Two warriors, battleground, till the end

All hail to SHIKARI, all hail to ROBOT WARS
Let the battles start
Death machinery
Robot wars
Let’s do some damage
Dead metal, Mathilda, Sgt.Bash, Robot wars

4. …And Just When I Thought I Had It All Figured Out
Made a blueprint for my own reassurance
Funny, how everything seems to be falling apart
When the most precious of thoughts is proven wrong
Made a blueprint to cut out my insecurities
Now I can only question the need of trying to structure my life
Never thought that anyone
Could break down this fortress
And leave me in ruins like this
And I can only ask myself, was
It worth, rationalize thoughts,
Can I, can I…
What is love, is this love
Can I love, will I love…

5. Written In Some Depressive Mood
This room is too small
I hate this room, it’s not mine
I hold the key but there’s no keyhole, no exit
It’s like a rope tightened around my neck
Forced to swallow, choking

Another 25 years tied down on these restrictions
Just the thought
Break the burden
Kill that thought
My own noise

6. Encounters
Standing on behalf of the crowd
Thinking where did
I bring myself and you ask
What’s the threat?

I keep running into disillusion
It’s hard not to be cynical
Alternative nation inhibited
By leaders and followers
Who do you identify with?
Don’t you know
You have to choose sides
Let the cleansing begin
Be sure to wear the right stigma

All I believed in faded away
Are my expectations too high
Or are you afraid of recognition
And admit it at the same time

My hero died today and
I held the knife
Walked right into it

If this is the current state
Of evolutions, count me out
My hero died today
And I should have seen it coming…

7. You Know So Well
What did I say? What did I do?
This view of mine will probably never fit in
What did you say? What did you do?
Oh, you know so well how I should succeed
Please go
Set things straight in your own pathetic world first
Shut up and stay out of mine

8. Fuel
This is my st(h)atement
What won’t regress my motivation
Is my own reversion
Of the herds of know-it-alls
That seems to surround me daily
Setting fire to settled structures
The present order until there’s
No more now and here
Fear down the monuments
Burn their churches
I feed on you, you give me reason to
I love to despise
For the hope
A better day
Catalyst
I feed on the hate you sow

9. In Existence
Did the thought of seeking beyond the boundaries of our enclosing existence ever cross your mind?
We get a fix on
greed and consumption
trained into perfection
living an assumption
We are deceived in our loves, fights and motivations
I truly wish that we just could all see through the blinds
create your own existence

10. The Kids Shouldn't Be Playing With Fire
Integrity seems really hard to hold on to when integrity can be bought and sold
if you can't live up to your won set of values, why bother?
stop trying making up excuses, it's obvious you're willing to sell yourself out,
why even speak of politically awareness when the only policy is you
can't start a fire as long as the consequences won't outgrow the level of giving it a serious thought, oh no, imagine!!

this is your policy of me
only suited up till here
a policy of me
only valid now and here
tell me, tell me
wait, nevermind your story, I bet it will fit into your pathetic little world, you've justified it all haven't you?
kids shouldn't be playing with what they don't know how to handle, leave your policy at home, so it's there where I can burn it down

11. Tekila
Step into a never ending circle that feels so familiar, never asking for a direction,
lead me into your love
this time, I just know it's for real
this time. this is how you make me feel
this time, not gonna let it go
recognition
this scene looks so familiar
I've played thsi part before
it's the one where I lost my lines
the director shouted "cut" and I kept talking
and even though I can't remember the words
it must have been the right script
and if you ever wondered why, I can't stop, can't get enough?
I want you to feel, I want you to be here, feel your presence and I love to love you

12. Attitude
Would it make a difference if you'd be born with your mouth stuffed?
you talk so much it makes no sense at all
just plain repetitions. waht have you got to add?
an advertisement of something i'll never be a part
in the name of shut up and play
a culture of apathy
fuck it, not afraid to say
fuck it you won't save the day
fuck it this must come really hard
fuck it please tear us apart
your interpretation of a so called open mind means nothing more but blind acceptance of a goal justifying the means, your attitude mistaken for an opinion.
to me you're nothing but scared

13. Dead Men
What makes this anger grow
frustration building up inside of me
the inability of getting through to you
a blind acceptance of the role they assigned to you
have you ever wondered who told you what to do?

Dead men

A heart at twenty, a mere consumer at thirty, when did you stop feeling like you did?
your heart didn't stop beating, you didn't stop breathing, still it seems to me as if everything just quit

Such a sad story that's meant to be so unreal but the laughter remains rather dimm playing your role as I'm watching you sliding away. what's left?, your prospects, your future?

Anger builds inside of me, I wish I could light the fire, make you realize and live again.
I wish I set the world alight, make everyone see, hear and feel, I wish I could

14. Morning Wood
See me here
drowning in
some self created form of misery

Nothing else seems to matter at all, nothing of any relevance, will release me from here
hit me hard, then cut me deep, it might just hurt or put me to sleep
please last for another day, comforts me more than it should, gives me the relief, the need more than anything would

Caught up in self reflection, swallowed with appreciation
nothing else seems to matter at all but even I realize that I'll have to

Wake up

Nothing of any relevance matters here, self reflection, appreciation comforts me, then I'll wake up again

15. Utopia Dismantled
Life reduced to a concrete wish. Simplification of our wants and needs and eventually transformed into an ultimate attempt of forcing patterns upon us. Don't think we'll think for you. Satisfaction gained out of emptiness. Our homes as the imagination of the circle of demise we're in. Concrete = freedom. Trapped into a steel caged. Life's being decided for you.

Nevermind the wealth your bathing in, we'll turn it into mud for you, but don't fear, your smile never fades in this utopia especially build for you. You'll never see. You'll never realize

16. The Last Thing
Bless myself with this fucking gift of saying the right thing when it's need to be said.
So well thought, almost real, one day and I'll start believing it myself
Bless myself being so goddamn rational, so much sense when the damage is already done

And even though, I must say that it does make sense to me, it feels like shit
The last thing I ever wanted to hear that it's probably the best for the both of us

These words are me, I know but I swear I didn't have to use ‘em
These words are mine, I know but I hate it, them coming out of my mouth

A price I was more than willing to pay to keep me from drifting from you or me

17. Biela
Escucha!
Toca Biela
Viva la Biela
La Biela es nuestra vida!

(Listen up!
Play Biela
Long live Biela
Biela is our lives!)

18. Fall on Proverb (Unbroken Cover)
My hands are open
Can`t you see them being burned
This faith is the deepest
You could ask for what`s remembered
With the guilt wrapped around our necks
That`s right I just stopped what I didn`t start
I missed the chance that will never come
Better to regret what I have done
I`d give anything just to forget
A smile so worthwhile
But you can only rent it
My hands are open

19. Ons Land (Our Country)
Welvaartsstaat Nederland, ons knus cultuurtje, ons kikkerland
Toppunt van onnozelheid, alleen heet het hier gezelligheid
Met z'n allen voor de buis, kijken naar het koningshuis
Toppunt van onnozelheid, alleen heet her hier gezelligheid
We doen niet moeilijk, het hoort erbij, we kijken al uit naar de dag
Waar zij gaan, zullen wij staan, wapperend met orange vlag
We doen niet moeilijk, het hoort erbij, her huwelijk van de eeuw
Hoe kun je niet verlangen naar het wuiven van haar hand
De herinnering dat we leven, leven in een geweldig land.

(Welfare state Holland, our comfy little culture, our frogland
Pinnacle of silliness, except here it's called cosiness
Everybody in front of the box, watching the royal house
Pinnacle of silliness, except here it's called cosiness
We're not being difficult, it's all part of the game, we're looking forward for the way
Where they'll go, is where we'll stand, waving the orange flag
We're not being difficult, it's all part of the game, the wedding of the century
Where they'll go, is where we'll stand, proud as we are of the lion
How could you not long, for the waving of her hand
The reminder that we live, live in a wonderful land.)


1. Endless Teeth

The future is gnashing its endless teeth
As it lumbers towards our drunk king
His god is reckless
His faith is bold
He spits his rabid grace on a
Panicked court
We're lost
Our place in time...
It breeds this maddening thought that
We won't be stopped
That this century bleeds like the last
That the future folds in our hands
Take we take we take
Each chance to run wild
As time fades, we don't change
Run straight into fire

2. Things Don't Look Good

roots spread under the mud
drags the steel sprawl out towards the sea
pile these cold souls so tight they’ll hardly breathe
flames will walk the earth
let them roam
they don’t need what can spend so easily
make this wretched mass work for their gloom
flames will walk the earth
and nothing will change
pack ourselves so tight we can’t breathe
on their grief
we cast our roots deep
the grid extends its reach
things don’t look good
as we feel the ground wake
nothing will change
flames will walk the earth
and nothing will change

3. Recursion

Instrumental

4. I Won't Come Back Alive

My body is taken by the cells inside
They'll consume me, hollow,
Turn me dry
I've got no way to fight this on my own
Whatever ails me fades a stable soul
Turn up the lights, sear it away
Now it's unending; fills the body wide
How long 'til this common life will fold
Turn up the lights, sear it away
It's what you can't know
I won't come back alive
Both eyes retire
All bones are dark
Down to dust

5. City on a Hill

We take pride in our short sights,
Our past horrors
Shout coarsely with a long stick
Lest we seem sane
We're strangers
Pulling stolen reigns
I'm not proud
We're staging an ugly fable
Our hands are awash with lies
Most blame will fall
On this useless mob
Their bloodlust grows
Our whips blow back
It grows
They'll snap our necks
All we are--all we'll be
Is so wrong

6. The Whips

Instrumental

7. Blow Back

Instrumental

8. Colony Collapse

In the belly of these dreadful days
What's there to believe
I plead: "what can I do"
Don't look ahead
It's all desperate ends
But I do, I do
Love will haunt all life,
In time, the world's undone.
In time, one death will bind.
Right now each mess we're in
Puts us in fate's harsh old hands
In the shadow of those looming days
What's there to believe
I plead: "What will I do, what then?"
You'll come to fear
Each day
Each night
You'll come to fear
Each day
Each night

9. The Feast

While these old plagues spread
One more need runs low
Don't stop...feast harder
Strip what's left of this toxic land
Stuff yourself with anything you grasp
Don't stop...feast harder still
Our fates compounding
Our veins run dry
Don't stop
This can't get much worse

10. Ergot (Relief)

I see no light ahead
I choke on desperate breath
We knew the water'd rise
Felt the ground subside.
I loved who I could
As war clouded minds
I did what was right
As we all came loose
I see no light ahead
And I feel your panic too
I hear the battered soil sigh
If we're broke
It's the right time
All will be forgotten
All will be well



1. The Folding Road

By now... by now we've cut our teeth on concrete
Faced the bruising road he said "tonight I'll send you home"
Threads like us we're taut
Stretched we're deathly long
By fate we fray
The ground howls
The road folds
The sand pulls
As we scrape no cities hear us the ground lies ready:
"I lie, I lie steady," the growing desert preaches
"I hit, I hit heavy-weighted with fate by fate you'll fray"
Threads go on and on and on
Stretched along the roads we plague
They go on

2. Chapels

Burning through the wedding--it's confirming, I'm contained
I'm more my bride's shadow than a groom is meant to be
But the bells sing "you're no liar"
As she bares a half-man's fire

3. From the Aisle

After our flocks are tamed I'll deny everything
As our aged bodies ache I'll deny everything
we've had moral nights with years laying straight
(holding off caustic thoughts)
but fate laughs we can't last (from the aisle)

4. Dead Mountain Mouth

Dead mountain mouth
teeth framed by wet graves
the sea drapes
we sleep in deep shade and cold caves hold safe
dead mountain mouth

5. White Walls

My mind can't shake one sound
it lodged and grew...
I'm breaking down
It's all around
The bed's thin sound
It's all around
Air rings through (and through) stagnant rooms
pinching, prodding me
great insidious sound! leave me! leave me be!
lately you've found i break between white walls that burn the nerves
no noise can shake me but I feel me breaking
turning back
it's all around
it all breaks down

6. Badlands

Instrumental

7. Greek Beds

She finds some sleep whenever the night dries
Her friends awake stay wet in their greek beds
She's cleared wide paths two miles down 1st ave
But angry nights anchor her parched head
Dry in the greek beds...coming down
The mind buys when the body is spent.
Night runs dry
Legs lock up
Locked legs drop
Her sinus stings her dirty lungs
She's all night

8. Asleep On the Forest Floor

At twilight the day sheds its skin letting our starved hands in
by sun-up the night's fully dressed giving our tired hands rest
at twilight the day sheds its skin
don't lay down
sheets rise
you sleep like the end is nigh
you sleep like the bed's on fire
hands in the night
cut through the thickest hours
at twilight the day sheds its skin letting our starved hands in
by sun-up the night's fully dressed giving our tired hands rest

9. Warm Woods

Instrumental

10. Lake of Virgins

you've grown claws
watch the "not" cub club the "hot" cub
chide!
this mutiny turned grisly
now he holds every bear's eyes
"feed me, lead me"
hunting beta cub
trouble haunts you beta cub
the lake
can't know how it tastes unless you plan to stay
"no... we can't stay
don't clip my claws"
caught near the virgin's heart inside her locking arms
locked in her deep hold


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Can We Get Another Nail In The Coffin Of Culture Theft
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Earwax Halo Manufactured For The Champion In All Of Us
what if i don't get a chance to go soon?what then?win win win win win win stipulationwhat then?Brains can't believe eyes,i just want the thing
Anything Jesus Does I Can Do Better
Everyday I add to the list of people who can kiss my ass and imagine Mr. W sucking the fuck out of it.What is your astrological sign?Stop. Stop!Funny, hahaha.Would the owner of an ounce of dignity please contact the mall security?Not funny, no, no.Not funny, nope.
Pickup Truck Full Of Forty Minutes
'White Nights' (Red Lights)Silent sirensCalm and brutalKingdom comesPraying dagger (drunk and haggard)Found a sin and pulled the pinThat old fuck has run amokhis number is up...
Half-eaten Sausage Would You Like To See You In His Office
Dear Mr. So and SoWait until it's overNothing is King nowand Nothing's getting olderThat jerk lives likea missle withhis pecker (in) one hand andhis pooper (in the) otherWhat about the paperwork-bowels working overtimeFeed the faxes apple dumplings-pay that fucker overtimehey there bossman-fickle fuckerhey there bossman-fickle fucker buy me dinner
How To Become A Virgin
They, the peopleDone like your dinnerTaping fur to your backdoes not make you a werewolfJust like dying dads,or already dead dadsChance must be systematically exploredwhen dressed up like christman beef
Identity Exchange Program Rectum Return Policy
Wrecked 'em? I don't even know himLiaison for the nervousyour consensual embryo is revokedLeave your body out of thisPassive aggressive bolts filled with anxietyloosen amidst this cyanide vacuumIts time for the eyeball crotch to have a lookseeWelcome to "that's enough of that"located near "are you not my privates"?A limbo bonanza if "this" then we weren't meA styrofoam cup full of responsibility.
Late For A Double Date With A Oile Of Atoms In The Water Closet
Arbiter of shittily planned dilemmasyou were born with only three facesshit down to the sub-atomic levelto the last quarkMartyrs mocking, lepers vomitingwhile everyone and their motherteam up with toilet waterDon't forget to tell your faceswish swish gargle gargleThis here bowl is half full of shitand this here shit shall set you free.
Listen, The Mighty Ear Is Here
Violent HucksterYou're out of luck, sirWire-tapped andBooby-trappedWet nurse asks,"What's your amusement?"Wet dreams answer"Deadly powders,Napalm showers and Glowing cans."Is it curfew yet?No, not yetLike that violent stuff?Well it's covered upUs-invaders checkLegal debt
Live From The Russian Compound
Cowboy lawman-found a cellTore into it-as night fellBankers kids aregetting bingo'dSmells like midnight'scooked up a storm in hereLeave those loose lipsat home or at therubble that's leftwhen you returnHave an armed guard posted at your flagStroll through town witha gun stuffed in your pantsBankers kids aregetting bingo'dSmells like midnight'scooked up a storm in hereLeave those loose lipsat home or at therubble that's leftwhen you returnCriminal lawman-found a cellTore into it-made life hellBombs bursting-houses burningDiplomacy's tyrant treats

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