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Solstice (US): "Solstice" – 1992

энциклопедия: Solstice (US)

Состав группы:

  • Dennis Munoz – гитара
  • Alex Marquez – ударные
  • Rob Barrett – гитара, вокал
  • Dave Smith – бас

Приглашённые музыканты:

  • James Murphy – гитара

Solstice (US): "Solstice" – 1992

Композиции:

  1. Transmogrified
  2. Cleansed Of Impurity
  3. Eternal Waking
  4. Survival Reaction
  5. S.M.D.
  6. Netherworld
  7. Plasticized
  8. Cataclysmic Outburst
  9. Aberration

Лирика

1. Transmogrified

Solid mind now warped
Shameless damage brought upon
Some self inflicted wounds
Have surfaced on this weakened body
Foundations are broke in shambles
Cannot escape the plight
All visions of hope soon crumble
Severe attempt to keep a sound
Intelligent mind!

What was once solid now weak
Killed by some would call release

Deprivation of tranquility
Rising to take the fall
Tribulation is destiny
Time will change us all

Detriment slowly but surely
The brain is transmogrified
Temperament – along with the change
Now beginning to lose control

Deprivation – all importance has been lost
– what is thy soul's true cost?
– no need to see it sleep away
Transmogrified I leaving all your will behind
– is it only in your mind?
– no one should be exposed to this pain
Cause this ain't no game!

Transmogrified to distort your view
With venomous control!

2. Cleansed Of Impurity

Driven to the limit
I refudse to abide by the rules
Insolate fools
Injustive served by manipulative tools
The hands of authority label you ignorantly
Keeping you confined
Blinded from the truth – propaganda
Feeding you with lies

All of the unjust condemned with battlescars
Countless occassions of people getting
Paid off to look the other way
The land of the free and the home of
The brave its time to make a change
Suspended in paralysis of al that is
Just what is right? Wake up!

Autoritative figureskeep you in their
Sights like a sniper on a roof
I wish I had eyes in the back of my head
'Cause I know I'm gonna need 'em

All of the unjust condemned with battlescars
Countless occassions of people getting
Paid off to look the other way
The land of the free and the home of
The brave its time to make a change
Suspended in paralysis of al that is
Just what is right?

Painful truth
Hurts so much that you try not to
Deal with it and you try not to as
Much as you fucking can

I'm both shocked and amazed
I watch a display of dishonost with
No guilt, no conscience, no morality
I'm slapped by reality....

Autoritative figureskeep you in their
Sights like a sniper on a roof

Enter now deceptive one to be
Cleansed of all impurity
Be forewarned I'm prepared to use
Whatever force is necessary

Plastic shitbag
Don't tell me what to do 'cause
I have no boundaries
My fist, your face, get down on your knees.
Suck it!

3. Eternal Waking

While pinned to a slab of
Marble on the floor
Dreaming of carnal pleasures
You beg for castration
Then somebody counts of ten and the
Parade goes by nursery rhymes
Screams of ecstacy and of pain
Broadcasts on inaudible frequencies
Dissonant music
A great orchestral swell
Swell of noise....

All those unconscious desires and fears
Wants and needs, repressed
Longings have been set free
Eternal waking the sentencing
Staring into the maske of all your fears,
Face unveiled...

The torture has begun and
Will never cease within eternal waking
Recurring nightmares endlessly
Consciousness appears impossible to regain
Realisation of the grimmest reality
To fight a losing battle within yourself...

Chronic phantasmagoria...
All those unconscious desires and fears
Wants and needs, repressed
Longings have been set free
Eternal waking the sentencing
Staring into the maske of all your fears,
Forevermore...

The torture has begun and
Will never cease within eternal waking
Recurring nightmares endlessly
Consciousness appears impossible to regain
Realisation of the grimmest reality
To fight a losing battle within yourself...

4. Survival Reaction

Pounding in your chest
As blood rushes through your face
Survival reaction
This is the strongest of emotions
Verisimilitude: Anger flows throughout all of us
Anger expressed as aggressiveness
Leads to the violence that infects society

Short-tempered with very little impulse control
Eyes see red
Physical response can be destructive
Attempt to address what has triggered this rage
Without activating an exterme response
Developed as a protective device
There are few situations for extreme response
Blind rage paves the way to inexpression....

Pounding in your chest as blood
Rushes through your face
The will to live is the main objective here
As this hazardous tantrum begins to unfold
There is no way to stop the flow

Attempt to address what has triggered this rage
Without activating an exterme response
Developed as a protective device
There are few situations for extreme response

Verisimilitude: Anger flows throughout all of us
Anger expressed as aggressiveness leads to
The violence that infects society

5. S.M.D.

оригинал: Carnivore

You don't like the clothes I wear
I'll shave my head or grow my hair
What makes you cook over here
What are you queer?

S.M.D.

You call my music sonic poison
Turn it's down it's annoying
But it gives me pleasure to aggravate
The ones I hate
Walking down the streets a bottle
Grazes off your head
From a window someone laughing
Spitting on your head
Find a weapon bash their skulls in
Don't they make you sick
Kill these fucking pricks
Shins and bangers joining fight or one
Those who persecute battle 'til they've won
Tired to being pressured
To join their plastic army
You conforming clones will be sorry
Suck
I won't change for anyone
My
Keep fighting 'til I'm done
Dick
I got right to be myself
And you can go fuck yourself

6. Netherworld

More a state of being rather than a place
Hell is merely a stage for the soul
But all must walk the path
Uncertainty, the problem of pain
Experience second death
The soul that sins shall die, supposedly...

Consequence in the hereafter
Weeping, gnashing of teeth
This world revolves around conflich
And opposing forces.

Unquenchable fire to this stop could be the last
The inner sanctum not easily grasped

Left in limbo, unholy infants are then cast away]
Evil incarnate, govern the dead
Underdweller, monster among men
What will become of the condemned?

Separation point: Purgatory
The place of judgement for
The quick and the dead
The place where some will meet their end...

Left in limbo, unholy
Infants have been cast away]
Evil incarnate, govern the dead
Underdweller, monster among men
What has become of the condemned?
The terrifyinf flipside of heavenly paradise
Imgarey of endless torment
A blazing, infernal netherworld
Moreover, aren't we in hell here and now?

7. Plasticized

It seems to me that after a certain pint in life
Age takes its toll and gradually
No longer free on can be stripped of
All of their pride
The final process is now complete
Fast approach towards the end of the line
To live on borrowed time
Could this be the price I'll pay?
Kindly set you aside
So you will be out of the way
How would you feel if everyone
Turned their back on you?
You'd probably find a place to stick the knife
In...

Plasticised...

To live on borrowed time
Its time to play the waiting game
Entering a world of sorrow
It must be ahrd not to feel ashamed
While others take your helm
They decide where you will stay
For the last days of your life
The final process is now complete
Left to die alone...

Arise from the manacles
Remove these clutching hands from me
Release me from this shell
And let my Soul roam free

Placsticised....

They decide where you will stay
For the last days of your life
The final process is now complete
Stripped of all hope
Left to die alone...

To live on borrowed time
This might well be the price I'll pay
Stripped of all pride
Left to rot and decay...

8. Cataclysmic Outburst

Faster than a gasp of fear flowing
Through my train of thought
Insatiable lust for widespread decimation
Bloodbath of insanity, ruler of the wasteland
Intent to force mankind into killing it's own
Into total extinction....

Homicidal violence of an undetermined nature
Driven by an all-consuming force
Enough to carpet the earth with, as always,
There are "truths" but no one truth
Seek the answers but to no avail
Conquer and divide....

I am the ruler of this desolate wasteland
Reaping more than you will ever sow
Followers are pleading
To put an end to the oppression
War and pain, revolt
Necessities in a plan to bring
Forth world downfall...

Recognition of torment life's
Perfect moments past
Holder of the key to everyone's destination
Enveloped by indifferences or
Engrossed in endless contrast
Stick to your standpoints but it matters not
Millions will still die....

I'm the marauder, I am the ominous figure
To raze the environment
For my own personal gain
I show no signs of shame
Wealth and power is all that I strive for
Watch in horror as authority slips away
Infamy is ll that I stand for
I sense the world is coming to an end....
Coming to a close....

9. Aberration

Solace extinguished by the horror of existance
Problems upsurge from
Which there seems no escape
In this senseless world
Solutions seem unattainable
Negativity begins to overcome
My thoughts become irrational

How much pain can I possibly
Bare with such a young soul?
Anger increases, morality decreases
I tap my darker psyche....

From the time I departed my troubles
To the time we meet again
Anger has been blotted out by pain...

How much pain can I possibly
Bare with such a young soul?
Anger increases, morality decreases
I tap my darker psyche....
Into the depths of my depravity
Surfacing into your world obsessed with hate
Disturbed, no longer knowing right from wrong
Terminate, my patience reached it's end...
From the time I departed my troubles
To the time we meet again
Anger has been blotted out by pain...

How much pain can I possibly bare with such a young soul?
Plummeting into the depths of depravity
Surfacing into your world obsessed with hate

From the time I departed my troubles
To the time we meet again
Anger has been blotted out by pain...

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