Beruflich Dokumente
Kultur Dokumente
2005 – 2010
Contents:
B – Chupacabra EP (2005)
1 – Chupacabra
2 – Forbidden Flames
C – Travelogue (2007)
1 – Demons of the Past
2 – Strength
3 – Pride
4 – The Soothsayer / Harbinger
5 – Waste of Time
6 – Betrayal
7 – Stone's Throw from Paradise
8 – Overly Dramatic Pragmatist
9 – The Fall of Mighty Vercingetorix
10 – Defeat (Unrequited and Left Behind)
E – Unreleased
1 – Vagrant Transmission
Innocence
A lifetime wasted, or so it seems
Full of hatred an unfounded dreams.
When will agony come to an end?
When will torment cease to exist?
When will I be spared of pretense?
When will I come to know the truth?
These inadvertent wallowings in self-pity construct my life.
Will my soul ever know satisfaction?
Will my dreams become reality?
Will my captors release my soul?
Will my mind ever rest?
Will I achieve perfection?
Will I succeed?
Only time will tell, but waiting for time, it seems,
has always been a shortcoming of mine.
Every time I look inside me, I find something that I've lost.
Re-hash the past to spite me, self destruction bears no cost
I live inside a bubble, if it's popped I just might fade.
I live every day just looking; gotta find a better way.
Every time I look in the mirror, I see something that I'm not
I am just a mold-cast animal, but I rise to take my lot
Every day I wake up frightened. It seems they drop like flies
But that's just life, they tell me. I can't believe those lies.
A hateful world before me, so cruel it blows my mind.
But I know someone will love me, I'll sit and bide my time
I sit here, patience waning, I simply can't sit still
I'll reach for pride inside me, this time I will not fail!
(Repeat Chorus)
In My Place (f/ ARAB2ROK)
2ROK –
They put me in my place, a deadly race that was never found. Someone you would love to see falling
down and hit the ground. Should have never picked it up when it rang, a call from hell when it came, a
bell that chimed for the youth, a youth that killed itself for you but you don't even have a clue what it's
like to be attacked or smacked in the face with those lies. A people I despise and the cries came up
from children. The things that I'm willing to say or put on tape. The raping, disgracing, of my body
and my soul- and the whole world as a whole is waiting for a mistake. Well, you want me to change?
Well, I guess you'll have to wait.
Z-
You put me in my place
You told me what to do.
You were never there for me
Why should I listen to you?
Cuz of people like you, I hated high school, only cared about yourselves.
I'd be glad to watch you go down in flames and search long to find the truth
It's locked inside every person I meet, every soul that I greet.
And the children at my feet. I see them laughing, smiling
Unable and incapable of understanding the grief that is
to be eighteen with no mission in life than to alleviate all the strife
of being this age at a time when the government supports
a war that has nothing to do with the peace that it proclaims
or the people that it blames for all of the hate that exists in the states
they need to find a scapegoat for all of their hate,
they blame peace loving people for the lies that they create
we need to change the world, just to get it to stop
because there's only one life, one world, and one bomb.
Deserted
I'm sick and tired of always feeling lonely
I feel depressed, someone come and take me away.
I'm so sick and tired of everything you say
Violent thoughts of killing you run rampant in my head.
I suppose I'd better learn to cope before I end up shot
but I still need to deal with all the anger that I've got
I hate you more and more each day, the anger ceases not
I could just learn to bite the bit, but that's something I'm not
I'll never learn to settle for something less than what I want
bottom line always the same, I'll fight for what I've got
So here I am deserted just like I always am
I'll still stand up and fight for who ever's got the plan
We'll save the world for nothing more than destroy the promised land
but in the end I'll be alone, this is the master plan.
Seems that every time I'm asked it's always the same:
“How do you plan to get ahead in the game?”
Some say I'm a fake and they call me a liar
You can't beat the system when you're working for hire.
They make bad assumptions, and they look like fools
When I show them up 'cuz I know the rules
But that's not the way it's intended to be
they go on the defensive and they laugh at me.
I'll never be right, I'm just not up to snuff
I could try my hardest, but it isn't enough
I'll keep on trying just to prove them wrong
I could stop, but it's too much fun
so save your mind, your soul, your tears, and your eyes
be cleansed, be saved, be healed, be sacrificed
step soundly unto the black-topped street
feel the rain wash from your head to your feet
if you're ready, don't be afraid that you'll die
be washed away by the water from the sky
Abandoned
Abandoned by my friends, I stand to fight alone
It's alone I've always been to face the unknown
Solidarity cries my name, representing all my faults
I'll always be weary of those that betray me,
I'll never fall back down.
(Repeat Chorus)
Insignificant Youth
Won't play your games no more
Waaah!
I will rape and pillage you, I'll show you what I mean
I will drag your bleeding carcass right into the street
I will take you right into my dark and twisted world
I will suck out all your blood and you'll feel everything
If you can't take what is yours by birth, you'll settle for what's mine
I will breathe into you life like a star receiving shine
You were never there for me like I was there for you
but still I stand here, sick of loving you
you fucked me up so bad, living your little lie
I'm not sentimental, now all I do is cry
Don't you?
Don't you think it's true?
The world does not revolve around you.
I don't wanna tear your walls down,
but just what kind of world have you found?
I'm trying
I'm finding my way
I'm laughing
I'm pushing to stay.
Legions, hold the eagle high knowing that our men must die
and on this hallowed winter's day mars has known the men that lay
such noble sacrifice to see barbarians all dead will be
for free men fight so gallantly when they have everything to lose
Vercingetorix!
Vercingetorix!
I can feel a new man being born everytime I stare into your eyes
New personalities materialize
I can't think clearly anymore, your gentle touch won't work again
your time is limited, my friend
There's only so much a man can take before it's time to think again
How can you say you love me only to crawl to my best friend's bed
what kind of person does this, what kind of person are you?
Your role is fresh, but endangered, you try to make things right
You'll wish you never came here, just give it a bit more time
How can you say you know me only to spread more lies?
What kind of people do this? How do you see the truth?
I thought my life was over, but now I'm doing fine
You both just up and left me, and I can't sympathize
Drive (Instrumental)
Hand Rolled Cigarettes
Smell the smell of burnt cigarettes
It's astonishing how much we forget
Then you wake up and the time is gone
you find yourself singing really sad songs
roll out of bed and flip on the tube
just to remember everything you can lose
procrastinate washing last night's filth
smoke one more cigarette and bury the guilt
So the fact that I'm alone again means nothing to you now
and will you be my only friend, I could get used to it somehow
Don't you?
Don't you think it's true?
The world does not revolve around you.
I don't wanna tear your walls down,
but just what kind of world have you found?
I never lied when I said I'd try to make peace with the fact that you're not a live
But every second I sit and think of things that I should have said, and never did.
I try to swallow second thoughts of time well spent and broken trust.
But I never thought the end would come as quick as it did- does anyone?
It's a sad eulogy for a half lived life, and as much as I fight it, I think I might
take just a second out of every day to think about the things that I wanted to say
because as long as you're gone, I'll never get a chance to be your prodigal son.
Huh, I never thought it'd actually be this hard to weave some sort of fairy tale about all the things we
went through back when you were still around. Every once in a while, I look to my right and try to
pass a bowl of chronic to the man in the yellow coat, but you're not there- no matter when, no matter
why, no matter how. I know it's kind of been a long time since you offed yourself and all, but I'm really
curious to know how the afterlife's been treating you. We spent so much time talking about
metaphysical existence after death, you know. But I guess that's the really sad thing about self-imposed
mortality. You never get to have another chance. But I know I'll never walk alone, because the legacy
of everyone I know I keep to myself. But some day, all of these stories will be told- I promise. And I
don't back down on my word- you know that. I learned a lesson or two from every face I've seen in
reality- or in a dream. But there's one lesson I know I learned for sure.
Picked up the pieces of the puzzle, now I'm glad to say I put those pieces right back in their place. I'm
so surprise to see I'm standing tall on solid ground to conquer and to shove it in their face. I was a
broken man, but now my wings are mended and I think I can remember how to fly. I'll build a castle on
these broken pieces, I'll build it so tall I'll make the towers touch the sky. It's been so long since I could
the faith inside myself to find the truth in all the lies. And now there's no pretending that the forces
holding me down just up and took a shit and died. And there just has to be a reason I'm still here to
look out at all the stupid faces, smile, and know that I'm alive.
Vagrant Transmission
I've got some things on my head that I've been meaning to say
You don't care, but you're listening anyway
All my life I've been dealing with fucked up shit
I don't think that I understand any of this.
Could run away, but that won't solve anything.
Better off to suck it up and be a machine.
Vagrant Transmission!