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WHAT HAS BEEN A SPLENDID DAY
IS DRAWING TO A CLOSE,
ALL GOOD THINGS MUST COME TO AN END,
I FEEL IT IN MY BONES.
HOPE I’M LAST TO DRAIN MY GLASS,
EVEN THOUGH I WAS THE FIRST HERE…
THE FLOOD MAY TAKE ME FAR
WHEN I HAVE CROSSED THE BAR.
‘TEMPUS FUGIT’ -
ESPECIALLY WITH JOOG IN HAND,
THE BELL IS RINGING MY EARS.
I’M NOT READY,
DON’T WANT TO LEAVE YOU NOW,
TIME TO SWALLOW MY FEARS.
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HUNGER, THIRSTING.
FEELING WEAK, WHAT'S FOR TEA?
NOWT, IT’S PRIVATE PROPERTY.
STEAL TO EAT?
WE WILL DINE ON A DUSTBIN BANQUET
WASTE NOT WANT NOT - CAN THE HOMELESS EAT?
BASTARD TESCOS, WASTEFUL WAITROSE,
THE FAT GET FAT AND THE RICH GET RICH,
THE WEAK GROW WEAKER ON THE STREETS.
REDUCING WASTE A CRIMINAL ACT?
AS LANDFILLS FILL WE'RE ROTTING MEAT.
‘BEST BEFORE’ ‘COS EVERYONE HAS THEIR OWN SELL BY DATE.
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SHADOW OF MY FORMER SELF,
NUMBED OUT SENSES – RUINED HEALTH,
THERE’S NO SECOND CHANCE.
LIVING IN A SELF-MADE HELL
HOW MUCH LONGER?
TIME WILL TELL.
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LIVE MY LIFE IN WITHDRAWN TREMORS.
MIND IS BROKE AND CASH IS ALL SPENT,
BLIND EYES LEER DOWN – MALCONTENT,
VOID OF JOOG.
LOSING SIGHT, LOSING ALL FOCUS,
WHERE HAVE I BEEN?
WHERE AM I AT?
VOID OF JOOG.
I’M BLIND – NOTHING.
DAZED – NOTHING.
YOU – NOTHING.
IF I FEEL I’VE GIVEN UP HOPE,
EACH FRESH MOUTHFUL’S CLOSER TO THE HANGMAN’S ROPE.
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FAT PINK CHEEKS, WELL-FED PIG,
CRUISING AROUND, ACTING BIG,
WASTING TIME, EATING TAX,
FILL OUT THE PAPERWORK,
WHITEWASH THE FACTS.
WASTE OF MONEY,
WASTE OF FLESH,
USELESS CUNTS WHO COULDN’T CARE LESS.
DON’T LET ANYONE TRY TO TELL YOU
‘THEY’RE JUST DOING THEIR JOBS’
THAT’S A JOKE.
JUDGE OR BE JUDGED.
WHEN THE FORCE OF A LIE
IS UPHELD BY THE PRIVILEGED,
WHO WILL COME TO DEFEND YOU?
NO ONE.
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UNCONCERNED ABOUT THOUGHTS
UNCONCERNED ABOUT WORDS
UNCONCERNED ABOUT DEEDS AND
UNCONCERNED ABOUT A CONTENT
JUST A FASHION
MORE THAN MUSIC
PIECES AND PIECES.
FALLING FROM THE CONVEYOR BELT
NEW NUTRITION FOR DROVES.
WHICH JUST CHEW AND SPIT,
ANOTHER AND OTHER PRODUCTS
TO FILE AND FORGET
FED UP? DEVOURED?
Comment:
Almost every minute, a new hardcore record falls
from the conveyor belt – it has so many revolutionary
lyrics which less and less people read, let alone think
about. Are we becoming another mass production
which cranks out things with no impact on the audience?
Download, delete, save with another thousand gigabytes...
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Lycanthrophy - Rancour
00:27
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DRUMS SOUND THE ALARM.
THE AIR SOAKED IN ANGER.
HEART SOUNDS THE ALARM,
WAR-LIKE BLOOD IN VEINS –
WE WANT TO FIGHT!
WITHOUT SCRUPLES
NOTHING CAN STOP US!
VIOLENCE REACHING THE VICTORY ROSTRUM,
IDYLL FROM SPORT
CHANGING TO HELL.
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TEETH SHARPENED.
WORDS FULL OF POISON
EATING THE MEANING OF THOSE WHO’RE ABLE
TO REPAIR, TO CHANGE THE EVENTS.
UNFINISHED GAME ON THE FIELD OF:
“ADAPT, DON’T STAND OUT”.
WITH YOUR HEAD HUNG,
FOLLOW THE CROWD.
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Lycanthrophy - La Mort
00:33
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WHO CARES?
THOSE SILENT AND ASLEEP?
MAJORITY OR MINORITY?
INDIFFERENCE MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE?
APATHY?
POLITICAL BUREAUCRACY OR PURPOSE?
HONOUR FOR THE FAR-RIGHT NATIONAL FRONT?
WHY FEED THIS ODIOUSNESS?
PRIMITIVE AND ANTI-SEMITIC,
NOTHING MORE THAN PURE HATRED.
Comment:
French village, La-mort-aux-Juifs (The death for Jews), rejected
changing its name – which is shocking – even more shocking is
just the fact that something like that exists near Paris today.
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LOST HOURS ON EMPTY WORDS.
MOOD IMITATIONS CHANGING THE NATURE
OF THE UNIMPORTANCE.
SWALLOWING FACES WITH NO EXPRESSION,
WAITING FOR NONSENSE WITH NO VALUES.
FORMLESS LETTERS IN COLUMNS OF WORDS,
FULL OF IMPRESSIONS,
FEELINGS FOR A FANTASTIC FRIENDSHIP.
BEING SKILLFUL, BEING OF LOGICAL MIND IS
THE PAST LONG GONE.
SWITCH OFF THE MACHINES -
CLOSE YOUR NOTEBOOKS,
START TO LIVE IN THE REAL WORLD,
THE REAL FRIENDSHIP.
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Lycanthrophy - Dreamless
00:39
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LONGING, FEELING, IDEA OF GOING
BEYOND STEREOTYPICAL SOCIETY.
NOT TO BE THE AVERAGE CONSUMER
DEVOURING THE FIXED IDEOLOGICAL
NORMS OF RULING BIGWIGS.
CLOSE YOUR EYES TO SEE THE UNKNOWN.
BORDERS OF REALITY FALL INTO RUIN –
HAVE THE UNKNOWN WITHIN YOUR REACH.
DREAMING MEANS LIVING.
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DEGENERACY OF OUR TIMES, MORAL DECLINE.
CULPRITS ARE NOT PUNISHED.
ENVELOPES WITH MONEY TO SHUT DOWN
THOSE RESPONSIBLE.
AFFAIRS MASKED BY OTHER CASES.
JUDGES AS PUPPETS.
MEDIAS AS A TOOL FOR REVENGE.
DISTORT, LIE, CONCEAL.
CULPRIT IS NOT GUILTY,
CORRUPTED TRIALS CHANGE HIM TO A VICTIM.
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FEATHERING THEIR OWN NEST,
MONEY FOR THE LOWEST RATE.
FRAUD LOANS TO TURN HEADS
THE ONES NEEDING HELP.
HUMAN BANKRUPTCY, JOBS LOST,
A STEP FROM LIFE DISASTER.
KEEPING ONE BY ONE VALUABLE THINGS
TO SELL THEM FOR A SONG.
TO IMPOVERISH PEOPLE,
PRETENDING TO HAVE A SOLUTION,
JUST TO DRAIN AND THROW AWAY.
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