SONG LYRICS & CHORDS (N)

Showering with your respect / Luring all with trinkets / Benifits are in effect...

Without own fate people scorching burns / Turned to back trails the wrong visor waste most by terror / Without the world come treat to would that borsch...

Scale the inferno, take it all in / Am I right or wrong, or just confused? / Glamorized, dare I say it?...

Gut level, below it all / Out of duty - just here / Feeling like a knife's being twisted in the hole of how it is...

So long we shared friendship, I thought but misguided / Finally you came then / What I knew you were all along...

I've slipped the noose / The shackles, the shackles are off / My maturity fixation outshines...

Downwards, downwards / Life's spiraling descent / Downwards, downwards...

No place / My number's up / Still not good enough...

Scale the inferno, take it all in / Am I right or wrong, or just confused? / Glamorized, dare I say it?...

The clever box o' tricks tells me I'm paranoid / But as I uncover the sourness and decay / Echoes my suspicions...

I've walked to the ends of the earth / And glanced into the eyes of those who were going the opposite way / They failed to bridge the gap...

To transgress out, out of a savage state of mind / A deep-rooted, continuous outcry / Territory under rule...

Lest we forget scorched earth policies of megaton and hydrogen / And taut muscle of an armory that flexes / To show the world we mean business!...

I'm retching on the dirt, it's earthiness coating my throat / Coating my throat / I'm wincing on the bitterest pill...

Punk ain't no religious cult / Punk means thinking for yourself / You ain't hardcore 'cause you spike your hair...

Put it on yourself to be, a role model, an image, that you feel, / should guide the habits, to form a movement of self - infatuated fools. / Keeping each to their own, where social bonding is taboo....

Punk ain't no religious cult / Punk means thinking for yourself / You ain't hardcore 'cause you spike your hair...

Sadness, despair. / Sometimes the things I cherish, sometimes that all I've got. / And that's enough....

No way forward or back, in stalemate, we stagnate, / Life cycle is an automation, instinctively, we race to get ahead? / And now our virgin minds are raped....

Humoured, / Presumed hysterical for showing alarm. / Wise man? Fuck you!...

Dragged down deep in the shit, / An unemotional vacuum. / Fatigue replaces concious thought....

(Music: Brandstrom) / This life was thrown / out to the elements for failure...

[The used quote is taken from the movie They Live, directed by John Carpenter and released in 1988] / [Bearded Man:] / The poor and the underclass are growing....

Saturating, pre-assuming icon of the youth / Ways and means to call the shots / Fingers in the pies which resign us from vacant urges...

Got time to kill / Sometimes I wallow, in an air / Somewhere between a state of good intention and pathos - no worries!!...

Got to grab all while you can - A perversion! / Once you had the gall to even up the score / Moving in common circles...

Pushed, promoted, justified? / Perhaps not guaranteed / Reassuring cash transfer providing leads...

[The used quote is taken from the movie They Live, directed by John Carpenter and released in 1988] / [Bearded Man:] / We are their cattle. We are being bred for slavery....

[The used quote is taken from the movie Full Metal Jacket, directed by Stanley Kubrick and released in 1987] / [Private James T. Joker Davis:] / I am in a world of shit...

I abstain! / Summon my pride? / What? Pride behind your blinkered eyes?...