1. Standardization
Apocalypse now – await the great awakening
Apocalypse now
The bland leading the bland
Or so to realise, casting off societies hand
Dead cards for credibility have sapped
Complexities of self
Uniform, uniformed
Uniformed uniformity
Begging to the contrary
Is a dying urge, a dying urge
Apocalypse now – await the great awakening
Head one way, one dimension
Or celebrate some unchecked pretension
Lift the inhibitions off
Complexities of self
Uniform, uniformed
Uniformed uniformity
Begging to the contrary
Is a dying urge, a dying urge
Standardization Sights, odours, sound
Standardization
The bland leading the bland
Leading the bland, leading the bland
Standardization
One-way, one dimension
Standardization
The bland leading the bland
Leading the bland, leading the bland, leading the bland
Leading the bland
Uniform, uniformed
Uniformed uniformity
Uniform, uniformity
Uniform, uniform
Uniformity, uniform, uniformity?
2. Oh So Pseudo
Compel yourself just enough
(company man)
And you might
just believe that
A browbeaten,
a sheepish lament
Is a surefire way
to be absolved
Fan the flames
back to the corpse pile
you disown
Warming like touchy – feely
at the sweatshop turned tomb
Then comes assurance:
we're of gold standard
Against which standard?
Standard scripted stream of
'woe is mine'
Assurances, accomplices
– oh so Pseudo
Exoneration, beg your pardon
– oh so pseudo
We go boom on our cheap tat
Fraying like our standards
And repeat as standard
Standard sorry state
to sorrier
Assurances, accomplices
– oh so Pseudo
Resolution, dead impassioned
– oh so pseudo
Propel oneself
Vindication,
never a question...
Oh so pseudo
And oh so pseudo
Exoneration, beg your pardon
– margins must increase
3. It Failed To Explode
It failed to explode
Talk in cheap
A euforic reflex
as tensions overheat
Action comes cheap
Romance and emancipate
as tensions overheat
Define liberty
But a short-lived reprieve until
it's once again displaced?
Grievances cease?
To hang on tenterhooks until
it's once again displaced?
It failed to depose
It stailed at the coming to blows
It failed to explode
Celebratory in the debris
Deceptive empirical collapse
Yet it failed to atone
It failed to explode
Sadly illusive in its epoh-making
Pocket change for a moment of peace
Because it failed to disown
It failed to explode
There's always a hole to fill
Circumventing convictions
Autocratic traits are the constant
If at first [to appease]
with a different spin
It failed to explode
Outside watchers beat their brows
Nurturing vested interests
Is the infinite struggle worth it
when there's always a hole to fill?
It failed to explode
4. Losers
A will to win big
Streaked tears of elation
Triumph
Succeed at all coasts because no one loves a loser
No one loves a loser
But who shall endure the crippling pain of defeat?
With the??ber-beings gone
See the begging bowls of losers
No one loves a loser
Urging home the best of the best
Golden reward a third-world debt
That's the trouble
Short-term vision glitz and pomp
Achievement? What achievements?
A finish line where the (truly)
crippled foot the coast
No one loves a loser
Souls discarded to build a dream
Dust in the lungs of bristling machines
Jingoistic
Natural order resumed and on show
Paymasters demand lavish diversions to sweeten the show
5. Call That An Option?
Nuclear age again
Forcing errors, miscalculate – a decimation game
Nuclear age again
Several hundred thousand deformations...
Sink down in disbelief
that the meltdown and-the-leaks
Are now perceived as historic/blips
Call that an option?
Whichever way, its one step from extinction
Call that an option?
Nuclear age ordains
weapons in through the front door
To all through the back door
Nuclear age ordains
What is yours cannot be theirs
So divine rights up the stakes
While humanity hopes and cowers...
Dismantle, disarm now
Rogue Superstate will officiate
Whichever the banner flown, this cannot be rightfully owned
The loftier the tyrant
The greater the joyous pull, yearning for Megiddo
6. Caste As Waste
Worthiness culminates before exiting the opening...
In spite of myself, meaningfulness washes downstream
Meaningfulness mingles with contents from the latrines
Meaningfulness is far-flung and sullied
Such notional vilification
Pummelled untouchables
A meagre morsel to scavenge
In spite of myself, meaningfulness sloshes downstream
Meaningfulness mingles with contents from the latrines
Meaningfulness is far-flung and sullied
In light of the acrimony, equivalence sloshes downstream
Equivalence mingles with contents from the latrines
Equivalence is far-flung and sullied
Such notional vilification
7. We Hunt In Packs
We hunt in packs at the sharp end
Portrayal is sacrosanct and little is pretence
We circumvent with unrivalled awareness
Suspects with whom we're mute held in utter contempt
To look my way
Don't you sink to posturing in that way
I'm not the confident rat until I decide to harangue
I'm not the confident rat
It's "us and them", it's "us and them"
Beast of culture holds the taut red rag
The contest – industry of shutting out second best
Take pieces off your foe
While watchers on high spectate, take pieces off your foe
Beyond all reasoning, it's "us and them"
Beast of culture holds the taut red rag
We hunt in packs at the sharp end
Portrayal is sacrosanct and little is pretence
We circumvent with unrivalled awareness
Suspects with whom we're mute held in utter contempt
We hunt in packs
Too unique to shelve the hostility
You are the confident rat, victim hood is so vast
You are the confident rat
8. Oxygen Of Duplicity
Scrutineers
cleave them in two.
Fantasizers
cleave them in two
Two halves better than a whole that interferes
Two halves better than a whole that spurns set routines
Two halves better than a whole that's stricken with unease
Breathe oxygen of duplicity
9. Paracide
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The system is a parasite on me
It sucks my time, it sucks my energy
It take my life if necessary
It take away my ability to be free
Everyone dies, the system survives
Everyone dies, the system survives, everyone dies...
The power of today's insanity
Will be on this world eternally
As long as we don't want to be...
As long as we don't want to be free
Everyone dies, the system survives
Everyone dies, the system survives, everyone dies...
10. Critical Gluttonous Mass
Lead all-comers
Lungs and reservations
bursting through the smallest
fucking time window
That time can be mined
Nothing transplanted
is non-status-defined
Life and trajectory stalling
where the feckless shun this
Inorganic appetite can be mined
Never satiated or upward moves abated
Replaced, deface
Perhaps the richness of daybreak
Trumped by progress' at a stretch
Aren't you fucking alarmed?
Or just so synthetically charmed?
Isn't this quite disarming?
Pollutant legacy yet synthetically charming
Aren't you fucking alarmed?
Almost nation-building zeal and detritus requires a softer sell.
See just murk beyond their piles
Warmth now radiating solely from a source of status
Trumped by progress' at a stretch
11. Aim Without An Aim
Keep up, deadbeat
– a constuct in ascent
Do not relent, in ascent,
do not relent
Statuesque
Or drop out, deadbeat
– hoarder in ascent
Do not dessent, in ascent,
do not dissent
– Keep up, deadbeat
Into the monopoly, we wish you well
Is longevity all in the accessories?
Not content – is real prosperity
gauged metarially?
Aim without an aim
Aim without an aim without an aim.
Aim without an aim
Spectacular transparency,
we wish you well
Live fast
– am i revolutionary
travelling at velocity?
Will prosperity lead
to your serenity?
Keep up, deadbeat
The facade comes to embody
all the thing you desire
All the details concise
All the things that comply
Drop out, deadbeat
The objects we attain come to
handicap adventurous desire
All the details align
All the riches comply
Aim without an aim
Aim without an aim without an aim.
Aim without an aim
12. An Extract (Strip It Clean)
Caving in
Subsiding and they can't stand to plead
Disassemble all our contraptions
An unconstructed naivete on what we face
Materialise as if by forces unknown
This unconstructed naivete on what we face
Inconsequential, minuscule,
impact-neutral,
brain in neutral
Incandescence from the dumping ground
Emancipator that flatters to deceive
Slick with decadence, preens the adopter
Emancipator that flatters to deceive
This unconstructed naivete on what we face
Instantaneously replaceable,
attention-neutral,
brain in neutral
An Extract – strip it clean
Bystander as they're slain seen in the translucence of gems
Moving parts true as a machete's arc
Soil imploding – one too many excavations
Mess congealing, blight to sate the technophiles
Moving parts true as a machete's arc
Spanning carnal to cutthroat, bolstering our asset strip
Strip it clean
13. Phonetics For The Stupefied
Torrential flow where anything rolls (from the tongue)
Addled – it's so verbose
Shrill then sickly then so verbose
A self-advancing spout that's so verbose
Grating, reverberating
Stupefied, but everything's hurting
Addled – this wretched blurting
Strafe a simple point – this wretched blurting
Pile on guttural disconnects – this wretched blurting
Coruscating, reverberating
Phonetics for the stupefied
Phonetics for the stupefied
Glaringly a ploy, can't you hear?
Withering pitch, technicolour drawl
If only laughingly dismissed
Shit-mouthed
Pronounced as if emancipation's getting near
From larynx to brain, subjugated only further as you speak
To the stupefied
14. Suppressed Hunger
I'm sweating out the dregs of excellent
Over everyday balances and checks
Apparently in the spirit of forging ahead
I'm wasting away on a diet of hunger suppressants
Pause to ponder a sensuous wander – emaciated
A mirage of bliss on a diet of hunger suppressants
Perpetual dread that I'm not keeping pace
Avert the gaze from pure stimulus
Counting down in joyless retrospect
The schedule insists, the status quo is adamant – emaciated
The 'initiative' is the bitter slog
Numbness and boredom no call to a halt
The 'initiative' is the bitter slog
Numbness and boredom no call to a halt
Brief respite sees the absorption of junk
Yet more countless hours squandered
Brief respite sees the absorption of junk
Yet more countless hours squandered
Daring to die will come
As an ill-mannered shirk – emaciated
15. To Go Off And Things
оригинал: Cardiacs
Squalor is at large in tidy suburbia
Filth and dirt abound in every corner yes
Things left on the floor
Abandoned foodstuffs and things left on the floor
Piles of dirty stuff left to go off and things
To go off and things
Got to tidy up my room tidy my room
Put my things away and make it spick and span
Make things spick and span
Cast aspersions on my lifestyle
Cast aspersions on my lifestyle
Cast aspersions on my lifestyle
Cast aspersions on my lifestyle
Take it Sarah
Squalor
Is
At large
In
Tidy
Subur-bia
Squalor is at large in tidy suburbia
Filth and dirt abound in every corner yes
To go off and things
16. Clouds Of Cancer / Victims Of Ignorance
оригинал: G-ANX
As leaders are fighting for what they call world peace
Millions of innocents are get stucked inbetween
The insanity continues but where's our helping hand
For the people who suffer in devastated lands
Who cares if they're hungry
Who cares if they die
Who cares about distant pain
Who cares why
We feed the elite with power as they slaughter more
So it we who can starve 'em out and open new doors
Fight the tyrannic bastards if you want to help indeed
It's your revolution that those people need
But who cares if they're hungry
Who cares if they die
Who cares about distant pain
Who cares why
17. What Is Past Is Prologue
Recruited under implicit pacts
Immoral instigators try
to cover their tracks
But convergence of anxieties
are thinly disguised
And herein hides
their fucking lies
Industrialization – does it lead to Liberation?
Degenerate formulas built on sexist assumption
What is past is prologue?
Parental Vulnerability and social stigma
Financially coerced though emotional vicissitudes
Slotted into areas that demand the least
Gendered sectors prepared for the feast
Create the infrastructure to bolster nervous regimes
Against a background of agricultural politics
What is past is prologue?
18. Like Piss To a Sting
Searing, bleary, give anything to be relieved
Didn't move to heel
So in the proboscis sticks
Inched a hand in without fear or favour
Took an altogether imperious penetration
Relieve yourself upon yourself
Remaining on notice that you've been warned
Thereafter your toxicity the overseers will dwarf
When peeling back the layers you'll be swarmed
Cloudy makeshift remedies remind that you've been warned
Touching distance will agitate those spines of omnipotence and the falsehood:
that you could crack the fleshy inner sanctum
and you'll piss on your own stings
19. Where The Barren Is Fertile
Suspend mental pictures
The comfort mirage where all's illusory and golden
Suspend, rescind
Suspend mental pictures
Fields of lush promise versus the fetid, monochrome
Suspend, rescind
With no reveal that I'm fencing you off-staved off
Perdition
Downgrade them all fixtures
Their plight is right to solidify my standing – grief insulators
Bear no condolence when I face the drop-them first
Perdition
Facing the drop-them first
Perdition
20. Crash The Pose
оригинал: Gauze
Crash the pose
Put my dickhead in tofu
Put Soya sauce, and then you are happy
Vegetarian
Crash the pose
Crash the lie
Don't eat this! Don't eat that
I don't have to obey you
I'm satisfied to eat
Crash the pose
Crash the lie
Eat meat
fuck off the vegetarian
Crash the pose
Posh stupid people, don't say anything
Spent much money to buy nature
Don't be satisfied
Crash the pose
Whale and human flesh, if I get hungry
I eat them, eat them, eat them
21. Earthwire
Vital organs of substance
Unified in social silence
Through mayhem and malice
Find the point of least resistance
The fracture is unquestionable
Disabling the sphere
Technology in its own infancy
Specifically adhered
And as the Earthwire centres in
Between the aftermath and second skin
Outside interference that stimulates our incoherence
Distinct frames of reference
To narrow down a choice of preference
The fracture is unquestionable
Inevitably steered
Technology in its own infancy to emphasize the fear
And as the Earthwire centres in
Between the aftermath and second skin
Nerve ending gateways to the grand design
Earthwire integrates the new lifeline
22. Will By Mouth
Piles of lustrous packages, too precious little time
Aerated, glazed look, impregnated
Cram it in, run on by
Receptors race, the switch flips now
Harnessing will by mouth
Shoot on instinct in the gut, jabbed bluntly to the throat
Third way's all in all consuming
Gluttons for a heathy dose
Unspoiled seems passe as i'm run down
Guaranteeing will by mouth
Resign the populace to a diet of nitrates and dioxins
Defraud the populace so you get to keep feeding us shit.
23. Everything In Mono
Influx of static in a single
flat disorientating wave
Been impaired to become monaural
Unleash at the weekend
Thoght I'd always sought
to indulge in every second
Creature of habit in cheerless
flat monotonous display
feel so squeezed
that I crave monoculture
Rotate around my periodic reset
Thought I'm disposed
to the joys of the haphazard
It's craved – monoculture
Behave and moderate and crave
Benave!
Please, sabotage my route
Cast me far adrift
Should I exclusive myself, object!
Let's overturn the inappropriate
– I crave
Permissive and instinctive
Both wasted in safe zones
I want sensuousness to stun me
Not everything in mono
– I crave
I crave
24. Omnipresent Knife In Your Back
Choices white out on the way to the higher plane
There's an omnipresent knife in your back
An omnipresent knife in your back
An omnipresent knife... and this blade won't snap!
Pre-packaged leg up the plutocracy
You'll recognise them more than my face
For they will gorge you, drape you and keep you – just divine
Oh, higher plane, Oh, higher plane, Oh, higher plane
There's an omnipresent knife in your back
An omnipresent knife in your back
An omnipresent knife with slogan and trap
They cast the mystique – rammed down your throat
Just their symbols can credibly keep you in step
Oh, higher plane, Oh, higher plane, Oh, higher plane
There's an omnipresent knife in your back
An omnipresent knife in your back
An omnipresent knife which you'll pay to extract
Watch your back...
25. Lifeline
оригинал: Sacrilege
Through innocent minds the knife glides in
Cutting the lifeline to sanity
Replacing lives with possessions and greed
Like blind children we search frantically
Our hands claw the air for peace and light
But we're offered just blackness and rage
A new life screams as it takes its first breath
Soon trapped in its ready-made cage
Its hands claw the air for peace and light
Yet it's offered just blackness and rage
Through innocent flesh the knife glides in
Cutting the life-line with ease
Replacing life with the foul stench of death
On the fresh blood they now start to feed
They've taken the earth as they now take the life
Cold concrete replaces warm soil
We sit in the corners, minds twisted with fear
For a world we shall soon see no more
26. Youth Offender
Drudge, march
To the depths youth will plunge
Fresh arid free-for-all
Lurch into the terminally regretful
Innocence is some kind of dour recluse
Get 'em when they're young
Permission to seek, sedition to explore
Innocence is some kind of dour recluse
To the depths youth will plunge
Bent backwards not to be seduced
Slapped back amid a wealth of (vital) stimulus
Innocence is some kind of dour recluse
Shaded from the glare
Of visual treats, of sights to stoke fires
That sticks in the gut of Innocence
Roped up in single file
Innocence is some kind of dour recluse
Fragility
Limited Mobility like a performing dog
Impenetrable veneer of innocence
27. No Impediment to Triumph (Bhopal)
Just reeks of a squalid victory
It drifts downwind does this
squalid camaraderie
Play to the gallery
with woolly humanity
As valued above
– well above the valueless
Pumped up, trumped up,
shrugged off
No impediment to triumph
Rings burned into the retina,
transfixed
Back-handed unity
Bhobal gags on the reverie
As valued above
– well above the valueless
So easily slipped are shackles
of culpability
No impediment to triumph
Brandish the torch that shines
no light on the wretched and malformed
At pains to sustain
But the only thing sustained is
free rein for a mass poisoner
A triumph? No
28. Legacy Was Yesterday
Sealed maze of confusion
The mind is perplexed
Faith in the life you choose
A stake in being yourself
Who else can you be?
What else can you be?
True to yourself and forge
ahead
And deal with the fucking
consequences
By turns we are bemused
We will be stretched taut
and ordered
Give a thousand apologies
Trying to work through
the guilt
Lashed down to this legacy
that was yesterday
Old friend, you're reviving
the pettiness of all the worst
memories
From minefield of childhood
to melting pot of frailty
Didn't we grow up?
Or did we just grow apart?
Always looking back
– why be so afraid?
Be true to yourself and forge
ahead
By turns we are bemused
We will be stretched taut and ordered
Give a thousand apologies
Trying to work through the guilt
Tripping through this legacy
that was yesterday
Old friend, you're reviving
the pettiness of all
the worst memories
Persisting in this legacy
that was yesterday
29. Outconditioned
оригинал: Despair
If You Follow Orders You Grow Succes
Money Soon Becomes You Wife Slavery
You Learn To Come Around In Life
You And Your Wife Go On With This Evil Life
You're Nice
You're Brave
You're Honest
You're Judged
Suck The Bone Of War
Evil Soulds Want More
Born With A Great Desire
Your Life Is Without A Fire
Outconditoned
If You Follow Orders You Grow Succes
Money Soon Becomes You Wife Slavery
You Learn To Come Around In Life
You And Your Wife Go On With This Evil Life
Kids Get What You Got
At School At Work At Home
It's You To Break Awful Chains
To Finish Those Material Games
Condition Is Inside You Too
Out Conditioned Is What You Are
Start Now To Stop Now
The Conditionary War
30. Atheist Runt
Empty vain shell
Detached and stricken
Bereft of richness – from your faith
Empty vain shell
Detached and stricken
Bereft of richness – from your faith
From your faith
Restrain this runt
Neutralise this runt
Behead this runt amid pillars of salt
Restrain this runt
Neutralise this runt
Behead this runt amid pillars of salt
Restrain this runt
Knives out and poisoned
The balance fall – consumed
And onto their own blades
Knives out and poisoned
The balance fall – consumed
And onto their own blades
Their own blades
Restrain this runt
Neutralise this runt
Behead this runt amid pillars of salt
Restrain this runt
Neutralise this runt
Behead this runt amid pillars of salt
Behead this runt
Disable in limbo
Enable if I stand down
Fall into my own blade
My own blade
Knives out and poisoned
The balance fall – consumed
And onto their own blades
Knives out and poisoned
The balance fall – consumed
And onto their own blades
Their own blades
Restrain this runt
Neutralise this runt
Behead this runt amid pillars of salt
Behead this runt
Behead this runt
Behead this runt (behead this runt)
31. Weltschmerz (Extended Apocalyptic Version)
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