Who Cares Wins

Close your eyes to the horror close your eyes to the pain
When you live in a box no one knows your name
Living in the street moms and kids with nothing to eat
Welfare hotels who says there's no place called hell

I can't see you I can't hear you
You don't see me you couldn't be me
Who cares wins
There but for the grace of god there but for the grace of god
Who cares, who cares, who cares, who cares
There but for the grace of god there but for the grace of god..
Go you or I open your eyes
You don't see me you couldn't be me
Who cares wins

Invisible could be my name your excuses are so lame
Real pleas fall on deaf ears look away when I'm near
Freezing cold in winters heat burning up can be a treat
Blisters breaking on my feet at least I get a subway seat

Self help and preservation not now I'm on vacation
Priority is you and screw all those around you
Now's the time for you to share indifference you have to care
Deep inside you know it's true how do I get through to you
Open your eyes to the horror open your eyes to the pain
When you live in a box no one knows your name

Powerstage/ Rotten Dogs

War is sadistic device soldier is the main sacrifice
Decapitated corpses lie death machines and heroes die
No one cares your mother's cries I won't listen to your lies
Powerstage powerstage

Darkness warriors passions common sense madness sadness existence survival
Off all that's evil see the darkest face of life have no meaning for my life
I don't want to see more blood I ain't got that much guts want to watch some Perfect Strangers
Powerstage powerstage

I will lead the way secret in the dark
Something I must say knighted by a spark
You touch my breath every cause a black
Day after day end of the line
Rotten Dogs Rotten Dogs

Wild dogs gather in horror day smile any miles
Run into the fire that is my kind of style
Spark attack alive spark attack alive
Spark attack alive spark attack alive

I will lead the way secret in the dark
Something I must say knighted by a spark
You touch my breath every cause a black
They are going to attack time after time
Rotten Dogs Rotten Dogs

Die, Die My Darling

Die, die, die, my darling don't utter a single word
Die, die, die, my darling just shut your pretty eyes
I'll be seeing you again I'll be seeing you in hell

So, don't cry to me
Your future's in an oblong box
Don't cry to me
You should have seen it a-coming on
Don't cry to me
Had to know it was in your cards
Don't cry to me
Dead-end zone for a dead-end girl
Don't cry to me
And now your life drains on that floor
Don't cry to me

Die, die, die, my darling don't utter a single word
Die, die, die, my darling just shut your pretty mouth
I'll be seeing you again I'll be seeing you in hell

Isolation

Perpetrated over time better walk the narrow line
Never challenge what we say in the darkness of our mind
Never thought we'd be so blind let the nightmare get away
Isolation cannot be the best, the best that we can do
Build a cage full of rage inner demons call your name suicide your only friend

Extermination of ourselves mass incarceration
Termination of ourselves mass incarcerate
In the cage, in the cage you will remain
In the cage, in the cage you will remain
They'll lock you down lock you down for life

Carry out another fight you might think you have the right
Maybe live another day use your body as a whore
Strip you right down to the core you're the profit and the prey
Violate our human right is what, is what they always do
Out of sight out of mind try to keep you dumb and blind this is not a part of you

When is my trial guilty for life

Invocation Of The Continual One

Sacred night on the Eve of May we gather before the stars
Taste the Hunger of the Fire Vastness of the Continuum
Heretics of a way unseen Celebrate the Greatest of Means
Beelzebub, Lord of the Flies By Your Hand the Zamanu dies
Drink, drink the Blood of the Ancients
Your Divine Ordering Principle is a Divine Order which manifests Itself with Most Sweetness

Star encircled with the Power-Names We speak in the Broken Lines
Leviathan will open the Gate To the Great Abyssous Planes
Feel the icing winds of the Absu Sea below all seas
Leviathan, Serpent of Truth Share with us Most Perfect Way
Drink, drink the Blood of the Ancients
Your Divine Ordering Principle is a Divine Order which manifests Itself with Most Sweetness

Call to the Earth, fortify our will Come Air Spirits, be our eyes this night
Primal Flames are warmth to our souls Waters of Life, Great Blessings You pour
Calling on Leviathan Open the gate Link us with the Wonder of the Abyss Planes so great
Lord of the rolling thunder Celebrate with us this night Rip away the veil Hear our praise

Your Slumber is our Paradise You smite our enemies down
For we, the few enlightened Through Your Will we break our bonds
Lord Who shatters paradigms From the rubble the New shall rise
Your Way presents death for them The ME-GAL-GAL do we praise

Come Centaur Those Who Prance to the Hymns of Truth Come join us 
Come Leviathan Make passage of the Entrance we've Prepared for You this night
Lady of Splendour, It is Thine Loving Embrace Sweet Nectar for which I forever thirst.
Heavenly Lady, I hunger It is Thine Kiss of Divinity for which I hunger. 

Edward Norton Speech

Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it. Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back. Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car - get a fucking job! Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. SLOW THE FUCK DOWN! Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped-up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their dicks on my Channel 35. Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speaky English? Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came from! Fuck the black-hatted Chassidim, strolling up and down 47th street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African apartheid diamonds! Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gekko wannabe mother fuckers, figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for FUCKING LIFE! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break! Tyco! Worldcom! Fuck the Puerto Ricans. Twenty to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls, worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dominicans, 'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good. Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their Jason Giambi Louisville Slugger baseball bats, trying to audition for "The Sopranos." Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermès scarves and their fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart! Fuck the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take five steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fuck on! Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus-violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust! Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it, fuck J.C.! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legion angels for eternity! 

Brad Pitt Fight Club Speech

Gentlemen, welcome to Fight Club. The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club. The second rule of Fight Club is: you DO NOT talk about Fight Club! Third rule of Fight Club: someone yells "stop!", goes limp, taps out, the fight is over. Fourth rule: only two guys to a fight. Fifth rule: one fight at a time, fellas. Sixth rule: No shirts, no shoes. Seventh rule: fights will go on as long as they have to. And the eighth and final rule: if this is your first time at Fight Club, you have to fight.

I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. 
I see all this potential, and I see squandering. 
God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. 
Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. 
We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war our Great Depression is our lives. 
We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.

You are not your job, you're not how much money you have in the bank. You are not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You are not your fucking khakis. You are all singing, all dancing crap of the world.
You are not special. You're not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else. We're all part of the same compost heap. We're all singing, all dancing crap of the world.
You buy furniture. You tell yourself, this is the last sofa I will ever need in my life. Buy the sofa, then for a couple years you're satisfied that no matter what goes wrong, at least you've got your sofa issue handled. Then the right set of dishes. Then the perfect bed. The drapes. The rug. Then you're trapped in your lovely nest, and the things you used to own, now they own you

Take This Job

Take this job and shove it I ain't working here no more

My woman done left and took all the reasons I was working for

You better not try to stand in my way cause I'm walkin' out the door

Take this job and shove it I ain't working here no more

I been workin' in this factory for nigh on fifteen years

All this time I watched my woman drowning in a pool of tears

And I've seen a lot of good folks die that had a lot of bills to pay

I'd give the shirt right off' my back if I had the guts to say

Well that foreman, he's a regular dog the line boss, he's a fool

Got a brand new flattop haircut Lord, he thinks he's cool

One of these days I'm gonna blow my top and that sucker, he's gonna pay

Lord I can't wait to see their faces when I get the nerve to say

It Don't Come Easy/Within You Without You

It Don't Come Easy

It don't come easy you know it don't come easy.

It don't come easy you know it don't come easy.

Got to pay your dues if you wanna sing the blues and you know it don't come easy.

You don't have to shout or leap about you can even play them easy.

Forget about the past and all your sorrows,

The future won't last it will soon be over tomorrow.

I don't ask for much, I only want your trust and you know it don't come easy.

And this love of mine keeps growing all the time and you know it just ain't easy.

Open up your heart, let's come together,

Use a little love and we will make it work out better.

Got to pay your dues if you wanna sing the blues and you know it don't come easy.

You don't have to shout or leap about you can even play them easy.

Peace, remember peace is how we make it,

Here within your reach if you're big enough to take it.

I don't ask for much I only want your trust and you know it don't come easy.

And this love of mine keeps growing all the time and you know it don't come easy

Within You Without You

We were talking about the space between us all

And the people who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion

Never glimpse the truth, then it's far too late, when they pass away

We were talking about the love we all could share

When we find it, to try our best to hold it there with our love

With our love, we could save the world, if they only knew

Try to realise it's all within yourself no one else can make you change

And to see you're really only very small and life flows on within you and without you

We were talking about the love that's gone so cold

And the people who gain the world and lose their soul

They don't know, they can't see, are you one of them?

When you've seen beyond yourself then you may find peace of mind is waiting there

And the time will come when you see we're all one

And life flows on within you and without you

Born To Murder The World/The Infinite Mirror Of Millennial Narcissism

Born To Murder The World

Within the depths of humanity lies people who dwell inside insanity
You just don't know who they are or where they have come from
Mistreated and misunderstood by an insipid and a languid society
You have no idea to the damage that you have so fucking caused
One thing that there is for certain and you are not the fucking law
Damn the eyes and throw this world unto oblivion and untowards annihilation
Prey for the killers and the predators they are born to murder the world

Toxic since the inception without a thought and without a conscience 
There is no fucking forethought to gain knowledge through incomprehension
No more imperfection become a grind bastard and destroy any opposition 
Zero tolerance for none despise and fight those with blades and ammunition
An incineration and annihilation of your ivory towers and gardens of grandeur
Damn the eyes and throw this world unto oblivion and untowards annihilation
Prey for the killers and the predators they are born to murder the world

And there will be an uprising and an insurrection like any other never before

At the edge of the blade daggers to the heart this is the time to settle the score

And there will be an uprising and an insurrection like any other never before

At the edge of the blade daggers to the heart this is the time to settle the score

Your arrogance is fleeting and no weight of gold were meant to prove your fucking worth
There was never a weight of gold and for evermore you are not the fucking salt of the Earth

Within the depths of humanity lies people who dwell inside insanity
You just don't know who they are or where they have come from
Mistreated and misunderstood by an insipid and a languid society
You have no idea to the damage that you have so fucking caused
One thing that there is for certain and you are not the fucking law
Damn the eyes and throw this world unto oblivion and untowards annihilation
Prey for the killers and the predators they are born to murder the world

The Infinite Mirror Of Millennial Narcissism

They live and dwell within the recesses of society as leeching vampires

Annihilation and destruction they are placed unto the burning funeral pyres

Carve it out and let it bleed unto a grey matter  concrete surface because for you it is murder

Such a useless ploy endangerment to a system that was detained and determined by distortion

Division by design and amid mass information constructed by misinformation 

Now is the time to smash the infinite mirror of millennial narcissism

When the time has come and their fucking uselessness will be thrown into the fire

A purgation and purification of punishment will be amongst these thieves and liars

Carve it out and let it bleed unto a grey matter  concrete surface because for you it is murder

Such a useless ploy endangerment to a system that was detained and determined by distortion

Division by design and amid mass information constructed by misinformation 

Now is the time to smash the infinite mirror of millennial narcissism

Deliverance is now granted by the bloody and iron clad hand of vengeance

Nothing is more better deserved than the utmost of all powerful annihilation

You have no idea to that which awaits for your most brutal and vicious punishment

Oncoming pain and nothing more than all encompassing death and torture and enslavement

Purification by fire as the punishment human filth denizens of scum for this comes the solution

This is the end of the line and you have reached the end so here comes your extermination

They live and dwell within the recesses of society as leeching vampires

Annihilation and destruction they are placed unto the burning funeral pyres

Carve it out and let it bleed unto a grey matter  concrete surface because for you it is murder

Such a useless ploy endangerment to a system that was detained and determined by distortion

Division by design and amid mass information constructed by misinformation 

Now is the time to smash the infinite mirror of millennial narcissism

Let Your Love Be Known

There was silence there was no people here
I walked through the streets of Dublin and no-one was near
I don’t know you I didn’t think I didn’t care
You live so very far away from just across the square

And I can’t reach but I can rain
You can’t touch but you can sing across rooftops
Sing down the phone sing and promise me you won’t stop
Sing your love, be known, let your love be known.

There is isolation you and me we’re still here
When we open our eyes we will stare down the fear
And maybe I’ve said the wrong thing I made you smile
I guess the longest distance is always the last mile.

And I can’t reach but I can rain
You can’t touch but you can sing across rooftops
Sing to me down the phone sing and promise me you won’t stop
Sing and you’re never alone.
Sing as an act of resistance sing though your heart is overthrown
When you sing there is no distance
So let your love be known let your love be known
Though your heart is overthrown let your love be known.

Freezing Moon

Everything here is so cold everything here is so dark
I remember it as from a dream in the corner of this time
Diabolic shapes float by out from the dark
I remember it was here I died by following the freezing moon

It's night again night you beautiful I please my hunger on living humans
Night of hunger follow it's call follow the freezing moon
Darkness is growing the eternity opens the cemetery lights up again as in ancient times
Fallen souls die behind my steps by following the freezing moon

When Life Is A Lie

When Life Is A Lie

Society is fucked and this is something you all should have been told about
You should have all of your fucking faces head first into the fucking ground
The crimson waters await your death and is the last place to fucking drown
I hope to God your kind will be left to pieces and never ever left to be found
Live in a denial of existence for something you cannot deny
Ignorance for knowledge when life has become a fucking lie

Cunts like you should face a severe form of fucking extreme punishment
Batter your skull, wreck your cranium and drive you away from existence
Deal with the joker in the cards because you know it is going to be murder
You are fucking worthless your life is nothing but your death is fucking certain
Live in a denial of existence for something you cannot deny
Ignorance for knowledge when life has become a fucking lie

I hope you know that your name is on my blacklist
A cunt like you should made to fucking suffer eternally
I hope you know that your name is on my blacklist
A cunt like you should made to fucking suffer eternally
I will not listen to anyone of the false idols with fraud titles
Your castles will be the first of the ones to be dismantled
Give up you lose because you are the one who can't ever fucking cope
No more gods because prayers and sermons cannot give you any hope

Society is fucked and this is something you all should have been told about
You should have all of your fucking faces head first into the fucking ground
The crimson waters await your death and is the last place to fucking drown
I hope to God your kind will be left to pieces and never ever left to be found
Live in a denial of existence for something you cannot deny
Ignorance for knowledge when life has become a fucking lie

Gone To SEA To Seek His FORTUNE

Come all you brave Boys, whose Courage is bold,
Will you venture with me, I'll glut you with Gold?
Make haste unto Corona, a Ship you will find,
That's called the Fancy, will pleasure your mind.
Captain Every is in her, and calls her his own;
He will box her about, Boys, before he has done:
French, Spaniard and Portuguese, the Heathen likewise,
He has made a War with them until that he dies.

Her Model's like Wax, and she sails like the Wind,
She is rigged and fitted and curiously trimm'd,
And all things convenient has for his design;
God bless his poor Fancy, she's bound for the Mine.
Farewell, fair Plymouth, and Cat-down be damn'd,
I once was Part-owner of most of that Land;
But as I am disown'd, so I'll abdicate
My Person from England to attend on my Fate.

Then away from this Climate and temperate Zone,
To one that's more torrid, you'll hear I am gone,
With an hundred and fifty brave Sparks of this Age,
Who are fully resolved their Foes to engage.
These Northern Parts are not thrifty for me,
I'll rise the Anterhise, that some Men shall see
I am not afraid to let the World know,
That to the South-Seas and to Persia I'll go.

Our Names shall be blazed and spread in the Sky,
And many brave Places I hope to descry,
Where never a French man e'er yet has been,
Nor any proud Dutch man can say he has seen.
My Commission is large, and I made it my self,
And the Capstone shall stretch it full larger by half;
It was dated in Corona, believe it, my Friend,
From the Year Ninety three, unto the World's end.

I Honour St. George, and his Colours I wear
Good Quarters I give, but no Nation I spare,
The World must assist me with what I do want,
I'll give them my Bill, when my Money is scant.
Now this I do say and solemnly swear,
He that strikes to St. George the better shall fare;
But he that refuses, shall suddenly spy
Strange Colours abroad of my Fancy to fly.

Four Chiviligies of Gold in a bloody Field,
Environed with green, now this is my Shield;
Yet call out for Quarter, before you do see
A bloody Flag out, which our Decree,
No Quarters to give, no Quarters to take,
We save nothing living, alas 'tis too late;
For we are now sworn by the Bread and the Wine,
More serious we are than any Divine.
Now this is the Course I intend for to steer;
My false-hearted Nation, to you I declare,
I have done thee no wrong, thou must me forgive,
The Sword shall maintain me as long as I live.

Denouement Of Abuse

Denouement Of Abuse

Racked inside my head I am feeling that the pulses are bleeding
And I am feeling something within me that I cannot ever see
It feels like a disease and it shakes me down straight to the core
Like a right hook uppercut that knocks you down to the floor
Shivering and cold from the inside death comes with the scythe 
Lights go out nobody is home down comes the winter nights

Starvation comes to the body malnourished without any hope
Like a meth addict on a binge just give up cause you cant cope
Suicide is the only way out and is a fact that cannot be denied
If it was up to you I think you will be the one with dead man eyes
Shivering and cold from the inside death comes with the scythe 
Lights go out nobody is home down comes the winter nights

When pain is at your door you just fucking have to give up the ghost
When there is nothing more just fucking give up cause there is no hope
When pain is at your door you just fucking have to give up the ghost
When there is nothing more just fucking give up cause there is no hope

Racked inside my head I am feeling that the pulses are bleeding
And I am feeling something within me that I cannot ever see
It feels like a disease and it shakes me down straight to the core
Like a right hook uppercut that knocks you down to the floor
Shivering and cold from the inside death comes with the scythe 
Lights go out nobody is home down comes the winter nights

Surrounded By Idiots

All through my life every day's the same and they tell me I'm losing again
I can talk until I'm blue in the face but can you tell me who's the one to blame
And what are you gonna do when we get old and we're tired of doing what we're told
Because the government's broke and we're out of place in a country that's already been sold
I don't know what to think but I know what I see I think I'll have another drink you wanna join me?

I can't make sense out of any of this the more I try, the more I get pissed
This confusion that I can't erase can't seem to crawl out of the abyss
Desperate groupie making a pass the little slut didn't just want my ass
She said, "I wanna be cool and have a rockstar's kid"but will the novelty of the bastard last?
I don't know what to think but I know what I see I think I'll have another drink wanna join me?

Surrounded, Surrounded, Surrounded
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
(Here I am) Surrounded, I'm surrounded, surrounded surrounded by idiots

The TV Gods and the Jesus freaks and the flag burners
And the rapists, and the murderers, would you check out all the geeks
I can't believe what walks the streets from Hollywood to D.C.
You banned Little Red Riding Hood censored Mister Rogers' Neighborhood
I go to jail if they find a seed but meanwhile the mayor runs free
Now I know what I think and I know what I see I say everything sucks you agree!

Surrounded, Surrounded, Surrounded
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
(Here I am) Surrounded, I'm surrounded, surrounded surrounded by idiots!

The Jefferson Remix

Well we're moving on up to the prison side where you could find all the other bad guys
No more chance for that rapist no more chance for his games,
Time for you to go to prison so you could meet with all your friends
So now you are now stuck in the big house we finally got you out of the way
Oprah Winfrey cannot help you you are gonna have a very long stay. 
Harvey kiss your ass goodbye because your time has passed you by

Why do some British people not like Donald Trump? (Revised)

A few things spring to mind Trump lacks certain qualities which the British traditionally esteem.
For instance, he has no class, no charm, no coolness, no credibility, no compassion, no wit, no warmth, no wisdom, no subtlety, no sensitivity, no self-awareness, no humility, no honour and no grace – all qualities, funnily enough, with which his predecessor Mr. Obama was generously blessed.
So for us, the stark contrast does rather throw Trump’s limitations into embarrassingly sharp relief.
Plus, we like a laugh. And while Trump may be laughable, he has never once said anything wry, witty or even faintly amusing – not once, ever.

I don’t say that rhetorically, I mean it quite literally: not once, not ever. And that fact is particularly disturbing to the British sensibility – for us, to lack humour is almost inhuman.
But with Trump, it’s a fact. He doesn’t even seem to understand what a joke is – his idea of a joke is a crass comment, an illiterate insult, a casual act of cruelty.
Trump is a troll. And like all trolls, he is never funny and he never laughs; he only crows or jeers.

And scarily, he doesn’t just talk in crude, witless insults – he actually thinks in them. His mind is a simple bot-like algorithm of petty prejudices and knee-jerk nastiness.
There is never any under-layer of irony, complexity, nuance or depth. It’s all surface.
Some Americans might see this as refreshingly upfront.
Well, we don’t. We see it as having no inner world, no soul.

And in Britain, we traditionally side with David, not Goliath. All our heroes are plucky underdogs: Robin Hood, Dick Whittington, Oliver Twist.
Trump is neither plucky nor an underdog. He is the exact opposite of that.
He’s not even a spoiled rich-boy or a greedy fat-cat.
He’s more a fat white slug. A Jabba the Hutt of privilege.
And worse, he is that most unforgivable of all things to the British: a bully.
That is, except when he is among bullies; then he suddenly transforms into a sniveling sidekick instead.

There are unspoken rules to this stuff – the Queensberry rules of basic decency – and he breaks them all. He punches downwards – which a gentleman should, would, could never do – and every blow he aims is below the belt. He particularly likes to kick the vulnerable or voiceless – and he kicks them when they are down.
So the fact that a significant minority – perhaps a third – of Americans look at what he does, listen to what he says, and then think ‘Yeah, he seems like my kind of guy’ is a matter of some confusion and no little distress to British people, given that:

* Americans are supposed to be nicer than us and most are.

* You don’t need a particularly keen eye for detail to spot a few flaws in the man.

This last point is what especially confuses and dismays British people, and many other people too; his faults seem pretty bloody hard to miss.
After all, it’s impossible to read a single tweet or hear him speak a sentence or two, without staring deep into the abyss. He turns being artless into an art form; he is a Picasso of pettiness; a Shakespeare of shit. His faults are fractal: even his flaws have flaws, and so on ad infinitum.

God knows there have always been stupid people in the world, and plenty of nasty people too. But rarely has stupidity been so nasty, or nastiness so stupid.
He makes Nixon look trustworthy and George W look smart.
In fact, if Frankenstein decided to make a monster assembled entirely from human flaws – he would make a Trump.
And a remorseful Doctor Frankenstein would clutch out big clumpfuls of hair and scream in anguish:
‘My God… what… have… I… created?
If being a twat was a TV show, Trump would be the boxed set

Rush 2112

And the meek shall inherit the earth
We've taken care of everything the words you read, the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
It's one for all and all for one we work together, common sons
Never need to wonder how or why
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx all the gifts of life are held within our walls

Look around at this world we've made equality our stock in trade
Come and join the Brotherhood of Man what a nice, contented world
Let the banners be unfurled hold the Red Star proudly high in hand
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx all the gifts of life are held within our walls

What can this strange device be when I touch it, it gives forth a sound
It's got wires that vibrate and give music what can this thing be that I found?
See how it sings like a sad heart and joyously screams out its pain
Sounds that build high like a mountain or notes that fall gently like rain
I can't wait to share this new wonder the people will all see its light
Let them all make their own music The Priests praise my name on this night

I know it's most unusual to come before you so
But I've found an ancient miracle I thought that you should know
Listen to my music and hear what it can do
There's something here as strong as life I know that it will reach you
Yes, we know, it's nothing new it's just a waste of time
We have no need for ancient ways the world is doing fine
Another toy that helped destroy the elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim it doesn't fit the plan

I can't believe you're saying these things just can't be true
Our world could use this beauty just think what we might do
Listen to my music and hear what it can do
There's something here as strong as life I know that it will reach you
Don't annoy us further we have our work to do
Just think about the average what use have they for you?
Another toy that helped destroy the elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim it doesn't fit the plan

I wandered home through the silent streets and fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night dream can't you show me the light?
I stand atop a spiral stair an oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away through astral nights, galactic days
I see the works of gifted hands that grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise with hungry mind and open eyes

They left our planets long ago the elder race still learn and grow
Their power grows with purpose strong to claim the home where they belong
Home to tear the Temples down home to change!
The sleep is still in my eyes the dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile and lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass not fade like all my dreams...
Just think of what my life might be in a world like I have seen!
I don't think I can carry on carry on this cold and empty life
My spirits are low in the depths of despair my lifeblood spills over

Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
We have assumed control
We have assumed control
We have assumed control

Hepatic Tissue Fermentation II

Orally force fed, until cirrhosis is induced,
Fatal renal failure, bleeds like a sluice,
Spewing blood as the gallbladder extrudes,
Alcoholic poisoning, bloated lobules burst,
Toxins flood the stomach, in diffluence submerged.
Coughing waste as the wrecked colon tears.

The blood now critically proof, neural cells fatally quenched,
Drowning in split retention, hepatic tissue ferments.

Poisoned retention, with intoxication,
Inflamed nephrons burst, your condition is getting worse,
Chronically diffused, your liver you will lose.

Bodily distillation, as emerged flesh reacts,
With alcoholic contents, in your urinary tract.
Dripping fluid as the decrepit appendix weeps.
Matter turns to fluid, intoxicating ablution,
Biliary dehydration, innards to solution.
Bleeding urine as the inflamed bladder rips.

The blood now critically proof, neural cells fatally quenched,
Drowning in split retention, hepatic tissue ferments.

Contamination, foul circulation.
Alcohol force fed, goes straight to your head,
Brain tissue damaged, fused with alcohol sewage.
In a stupor you die, your brain lobes you fry.

Pyosified (Still Rotten To The Gore)

The lingering scirrhous begins to harden
As the insides fall prey to putrefaction
Rotting tissue turns to mush and pulp
As your mind is torn by encephalitis

Your cavities rot with ulcers
Your infected inflammations torn
Your gizzards eaten by incursive decay
You're infernally rotten to the gore

Juices digested from each pus-swollen pore
Insatiable hunger as I feast on the gore
Nothing gives me greater pleasure than a bowlful of chyme
Maggot infested kidneys are what I choose every time

The smell of plaguing infection is nauseatingly emetic
Prolonged spumescent of stale pus stinks like hot, putrid vomit
Your body is indurate ihe insides are black as tar
Your innards gnawed by septic hate now a mass of empyema
Your blood is caked dried and inconsistent
Your bloody rotten gore is now vitrescent

Arbeit Macht Fleisch

Prognathous gears grind so diligent and serrated they mesh
Toothed cogs churn so trenchant, against soft flesh
Worked to the bone up to the hilt, depredated raw materialism to stoke the furnaces
Toiling, rotting life slowly slips away consumed, inhumed in this mechanized corruption line
By mincing machinery industrialised - pulped and pulverised enslaved to the grind
Blood, sweat, toil, tears Arbeit macht frei/fleisch grave to the grind

Inimitable gears twist to churn a living grave
Stainless cogs shredding scathing pistons bludgeon and flail
Stripping to the bone retund mandrels levigate
Just raw material your pound of flesh for the suzerain
Toiling, rotting life slowly dissipates consumed, inhumed in a corruption line, mechanized
By mincing machinery, industrialized - crunched and brutalised a grave to the blind

Pounding My Bone

Pounding My Bone

When I discovered porn. my hormones ran around.
I could not wait to get started on this new toy I found.
The doctor spoke up. he said leave that porn alone.
He could see my eyesight. I had been pounding my bone
Pounding my bone pounding my bone pounding my bone

I like a taste of a BBW women who loves to moan and groan
In a bed on her own or in a swimming pool with a fat dildo
In a video of her squashing her massive breasts for me alone
I am here to tell you that I am pounding down on my bone
Pounding my bone pounding my bone pounding my bone

I love them BBWs just for the thrill, to go out with one will be a meal
I wanna take you down and down just to feel with one of your squeals
Make you five feet ten or six feet three with unctuous nineteen stone
I am yours and yours alone because I have been pounding my bone
Pounding my bone pounding my bone pounding my bone

When my bone salutes because your big breasts and massive caboose is satisfaction
Your body itself is a release that always gives me all and every day sexual stimulation
Give me all you got I can take it like a man unlike others you know I am made of stone
Squishing and squashing yanking and pulling and it goes deep right down to the bone
Give to me as many times as you can while you orgasm I am pounding down on my bone
Pounding my bone pounding my bone pounding my bone 
Pounding my bone pounding my bone pounding my bone

Surrounded By Cunts

Surrounded By Cunts

They love to spew their twisted views unto others for our education
The formula has been repeated again for their fucking indoctrinations
I despise you for what you have done to our kind and never apologized
Brainwashed fools will suffer under ammunition and the knives are on the rise
Never again and it will be you underneath the fucking gun
Narcissistic detritus and all who are surrounded by cunts

You claim you have a prophet who went out to conquer territories 
A religion of rules based on wholly bloodshed and fucking slavery
Damage the temples and calling out those who are not; kuffar and infidels
Blood and war will flow on the streets again by the sound of a church bell
Never again and it will be you underneath the fucking gun
Narcissistic detritus and all who are surrounded by cunts

I will not believe in your fucking God and I will not believe in you
No religion and no prophet will ever tell me whatever I want to do
I will not believe in your fucking God and I will not believe in you
No religion and no prophet will ever tell me whatever I want to do

They love to spew their twisted views unto others for our education
The formula has been repeated again for their fucking indoctrinations
I despise you for what you have done to our kind and never apologized
Brainwashed fools will suffer under ammunition and the knives are on the rise
Never again and it will be you underneath the fucking gun
Narcissistic detritus and all who are surrounded by cunts

Don't Tread On Me Trilogy

The Reckoning (Don't Tread On Me)

Destiny's called us it's the reckoning
This time it's for blood don't tread on me
Revenge is not justice it's the reckoning
This time it's for blood don't tread on me

You went too far this time for this heinous crime
You will know defeat begging on your knees
One by one you'll fall your back against the wall
Nowhere to turn you're sure to burn

The hours close at hand we'll make our final stand
Justice shall be done nowhere to run
True evil broods in you you're just a brainwashed fool
The coward close that hides spewing forth his lies

Born of destruction, bred in agony is this my salvation?
From these ashes I am your devastation
If it was up to me eye for an eye I'd seek
But the high road we will take Lady Justice is at stake
The Judgement has been made in blood it shall be paid
Death knows what to do the horseman comes for you.

Don't Tread On Me

Rising to the challenge is the first step that you take are you a free spirit or a slave?

Are the institutions that have molded our minds pushing an agenda filled with lies?

Have you ever asked yourself why things never change the rhetoric they speak is all the same

The men behind the curtain and the illusion they create pull the puppets strings and seal our fate

Watch your step around me I'm trying to live free

Push too far we will strike, like a snake coiled up in the night

Watch your step around me I'm trying to live free

Push too far we will strike, like a snake coiled up in the night

Until we look beyond the throne where the power structure lies

We ll fight amongst ourselves as freedom dies

The only hope for human kind lies in solidarity

The strength in our numbers sets us free

Don't Tread On Me

Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail

Once you provoke her, rattling of her tail

Never begins it, never, but once engaged

Never surrenders, showing the fangs of rage

Don't tread on me

So be it threaten no more

To secure peace is to prepare for war

So be it settle the score

Touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore

Don't tread on me

Love it or live it, she with the deadly bite

Quick is the blue tongue, forked as lighting strike

Shining with brightness, always on surveillance

The eyes, they never close, emblem of vigilance

Don't tread on me

Pissed Off And Mad About It

This one is how I feel and this one is so surreal.
And this one is so unreal and this one is how I feel.
Guess you've heard about it pissed off & mad about it.
So let me scream & shout it pissed off & mad about it.
Guess you've heard about it pissed off & mad about it.
So let me scream & shout it pissed off & mad about it.

This one is the pain revealed and this one is the truth unsealed.
And this is the sword I wield and this is my battlefield
Guess you've heard about it pissed off & mad about it.
So let me scream & shout it pissed off & mad about it.
Guess you've heard about it pissed off & mad about it.
So let me scream & shout it pissed off & mad the fuck about it

This one is how I feel and this one is so surreal.
And this one is so unreal and this one is how I feel.
Guess you've heard about it pissed off & mad about it.
So let me scream & shout it pissed off & mad about it.
Guess you've heard about it pissed off & mad about it.
So let me scream & shout it pissed off & mad about it.

Red Water (Christmas Mourning)

Wake up, it's Christmas mourn those loved have long since gone.
The stocking are hung but who cares preserved for those no longer there.
Six feet beneath me sleep black lights hang from the tree accents of dead holly.
Mistletoe (It's growing cold)
I'm seeing ghost,(I'm drinking old)
Red water Red water (Red water)
Red water chase them away.

My tables been set for but seven just last year I dined with eleven goddamn ye merry gentlemen
Mistletoe (It's growing cold)
I'm seeing ghost,(I'm drinking old)
Red water Red water (Red water)
Red water chase them away.
(Chase them away) (Don't chase them away)

Too Late: Frozen

So you've come to say you're very sorry.
"It won't happen again - forgive me?"
Time will not heal these wounds.
And I'm bleeding because of you.
It's too late it's too late,
It's too late too late for apologies.

Was everything we had just a joke?
I've ran out of patience, tears and hope.
Love does not conquer all.
And I'm screaming because of you.
It's too late it's too late,
It's too late too late for apologies.

In the shadow of the light from a black sun.
Frigid statue standing icy blue and numb.
Where are the frost giants I've begged for protection I'm freezing.
Cold winter winds that chill my heart with sleet & snow.
Not from the north come to this glacial abode.
But from your dimension cryogenic limbo I'm freezing.
Frozen Frozen Frozen.Frozen Frozen Frozen. Frozen Frozen Frozen.I'm freezing.

Tales From The Hard Side

Your cards were dealt when you drove through the night
As a man in dark clothes came into your sight
The barrel tapped the glass you reached the window lock
Get the fuck out the car and leave it in the crosswalk
He climbed into your seat and dropped a vial of crack
Pissing down your leg, you're a victim of carjack
Feel the cold steel as I pull the hammer back
Bang! You're fuckin' dead because it's like that

Society, pushed him down and out
Soul provider what's it all about
Religion, faith can we do without
Social pressure we're too strung out

Another bad hand the cards have been dealt 
Kid of fourteen, high aspirations held
To get ahead and run shit with his powerful will
Told by his role model, you're old enough to kill
See my ride, my bitches and my loot
If ya wanna survive be prepared to shoot
Stay hard like me, you're bound to do well 
A waste of precious life, twenty five and an L

I'll put a bullet in your head for the colour of your skin
This is my neighborhood who the fuck let you in
I'll stick with mine stay with your own kind
The virus of hate infects the ignorant mind

Punishment

I question not me, it only happens to others I can't deny reality as life gets smothered
If the lines can be read between maybe you can tell me then what it all means
Because he who paints the big picture runs the whole scene
Locked down, I gotta get it out impending doom, a cloud above my head
Why me? My faith has been devout blasphemous? Am I better off dead?
Punishment, for all my sins

A burning thought inside my mind has me full of pity for all of humankind
As we move forth, we fall further behind
Fear of death, will my life go on controlled fate on the corner rolling dice
Punishment, but I've done nothing wrong in my eyes, who really pays the price
My lament, for the human race guilty, punishment for all my sins

Dread the day that brings the truth punishment for what I've done
Sentence me for all my sins bound in fear for what I've got
Though not much it seems a lot life is death and no one wins
Busting my ass, another day another dollar as I kneel down and I confess to the father 
That I'm suffering a burning question of the truth, whether or not to pull the trigger 
Or to jump right off the roof because I did things normal and just like all my friends 
But now I'm positive and life it all ends punishment, for all my sins, I repent
In reality, we all must face the fact that the majority of the people are out there smoking crack 
Getting doped up shooting that shit into their veins, the question must be asked if we have any brains left, or right or wrong in this song a question we all ask and must answer before long 
Because no one is safe in this world, what's the deal,
The sentence is death and to what court do I appeal?
Punishment, for all my sins, I repent punishment

The Revanchist

I've been waiting here on the outside I've been watching you from afar
The color of your fear confusion deep inside
Resentment boils over in me you can confide
You say you've lost your world you say you've lost your faith
I'll be the shelter in the dark clothe you in my hate

Profiteers and preachers sycophants and leechers
The Revanchist his thoughts become mine
How deep they become intertwined
He said submit for salvation
Submit for salvation the age old lie
Submit for salvation

I've been calling you from the twilight I've been pushing you to the edge
The way you say my name the poison on your tongue
The lies they tell pay no mind I am the only one
You never turned you back you didn't need to see
Because even in the dead of night you found your way to me

I've been waiting here on the outside I've been watching you from afar
The color of your fear confusion deep inside
Resentment boils over in me you can confide
You say you've lost your world you say you've lost your faith
I'll be the shelter in the dark clothe you in my hate

Gas Panic

What tongueless ghost of sin crept through my curtains sailing on a sea of sweat on a stormy night
I think he don't got a name but I can't be certain and in me he starts to confide
That my family don't seem so familiar and my enemies all know my name
And if you hear me tap on your window better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way

My pulse pumps out a beat to the ghost dancer my eyes are dead and my throat's like a black hole
And if there's a god would he give another chancer an hour to sing for his soul
Because my family don't seem so familiar and my enemies all know my name
And when you hear me tap on yer window yer better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way

The Truth Is No Words

People try to judge me they remember the old me
All I know is all I own everybody moving set the rhythm grooving send the rhythm through me
Well I don't know what I'm gonna be everybody wants me to be free everybody get down to the beat,
The truth is no words the truth is no words
You can you know what it's for but right now, fuck it yeah.

Well I've been around some time and I don't know what I'm doing
The love and the people and now everybody's praying
Well I don't know what I'm gonna be everybody wants me to be free everybody get down to the beat,
The truth is no words the truth is no words
You can you know what it's for.diddly dumb dumb dumb here I come

I don't know what I'm gonna find won't somebody help me?
I don't know what I'm gonna find won't somebody help me?
I don't know what I'm gonna find won't somebody help me?
I don't know what I'm gonna find won't somebody help me?
You can you know what it's for you can you know what it's for
You can you know what it's for you can you know what it's for