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¶ They’ve stacked the bodies · A thousand high · A carnal monument · To touch the sky · They crown the peaks · So far estranged · But down in the dirt · Nothing has changed ¶ Nothing has changed ¶ Time has come – there’s no escape ¶ Into the rabble · The panic seeps · One target hisses · Another weeps · They scale the walls · Their minds deranged · But down in the dirt · Nothing has changed ¶ Nothing has changed ¶ Time has come – there’s no escape
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Old Friends / New War
04:26
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c¶ I CLUTCH THE WORN OUT YEAR OF MY BIRTH · HERDED WITH THE HERD · I WHISPER THROUGH ANEMIC LIPS: I WAS BORN · AND THE CENTURIES SURROUND ME WITH FIRE ¶ AORTAS FILL WITH BLOOD TO CLEANSE MY HEAD, TO CLEAN THIS FEED · COMMIT TO MEMORY FAILURES PAST AND OUR PETTY NEEDS · SUPPRESS THE CRIME OF TIME AND THE NAMES THAT MAP OUR IDENTITY · ’CAUSE WHEN THE FIGHTING STOPS OUR DAMNED SOULS WILL ROT · WE’LL NEVER BE SET FREE ¶ I’M ALL OUT OF APPEALS NOW · I’M JUST GOING TO SCREAM NOW ¶ OLD FRIENDS / NEW WAR – STUCK IN AN UNEVEN FIGHT · OLD FRIENDS / NEW WAR – NOT DUMB ENOUGH TO CLOSE MY EYES · OLD FRIENDS / NEW WAR – STILL DANCING TO DEFECTIVE RHYMES · OLD FRIENDS / NEW WAR ¶ THE SILENCE OF THE HERD, APOLOGETIC WORDS, IS ALL I EVER FIND · AND THERE’S NO OTHER CHOICE BUT TO CREATE SOME NOISE AND SHARPEN UP MY MIND · ’CAUSE WHEN THE CAGES SHRINK I’LL BE THE WEAKEST LINK ON EVERY FUCKING CHAIN · CAN NEVER PACIFY THIS CONSTANT WAR INSIDE, ALL THE HATE AND PAIN ¶ I’M ALL OUT OF APPEALS NOW · I’M JUST GOING TO SCREAM NOW ¶ OLD FRIENDS / NEW WAR – STUCK IN AN UNEVEN FIGHT · OLD FRIENDS / NEW WAR – NOT DUMB ENOUGH TO CLOSE MY EYES · OLD FRIENDS / NEW WAR – STILL PLOTTING ’TIL THE END OF NIGHT · OLD FRIENDS / NEW WAR
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¶ THE THOUGHT OF LOVE TRIGGERS LONELY HEARTS · GLADLY REACHING OUT JUST TO BE A PART · SO WE LIVE TO SERVE, MADE IT INTO AN ART ¶ HOW SHALLOW THE SOUL · HOW DEEP THE FEAR · HOW GRAVE THE HUNGER · TO GET OUT OF HERE ¶ FEAR AND HATE KEEPS US IN LINE · AS WE CLIMB CROSSES OF OUR OWN DESIGN · NAILS IN OUR FLESH, HAMMERS IN OUR MINDS ¶ FEELS LIKE I’VE GOT · JUDAS’ HEART · DAWKINS’ HEAD · PRAISE THE LORD · GOD IS DEAD ¶ ALL THE BRAHMIN MASSES THEY’LL COME BACK AGAIN · THEY’VE GOT LORD KRSNA TO GUIDE THEIR HAND · GOTAMA’S FLOCK THEY DON’T MIND THE CHAINS · THEY KNOW NIRVANA WILL END THEIR PAIN · AND THE AVESTAN PUPILS, THE FORSAKERS OF DRUJ · THEY’LL BE ONE WITH THE MAKER WHEN THEY’RE ONE WITH THE TRUTH · ALL OF LUTHER’S CHILDREN GLADLY SUFFER NOW · THEY’LL GET PIE IN THE SKY ON THE DAY THEY DIE ¶ BUT WHAT ABOUT ME · GOT NO SOUL TO SELL · REFUSED SALVATION · DID MY TIME IN HELL ¶ NO ABSOLUTION, NO ALIBIS · JUST BELIEF AND DOUBT AND THEN WE DIE · WE FURNISH THE VOID WITH OUR ATTEMPTS AT LIVES ¶ I GOT · JUDAS’ HEART · NIETZSCHE’S SOUL · DAWKINS’ COCK IN A GOD-SHAPED HOLE ¶ HOW SHALLOW THE SOUL · HOW DEEP THE FEAR · HOW GRAVE THE NEED · THERE’S JUST ONE WAY OUT OF HERE
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¶ THE COLOUR OF THE COLLAR TRUMPS THE SKIN · NO MATTER WHAT STATE THE STATE IS IN · THE CONGO’S WEALTH WILL DO JUST FINE · WITH COLD WAR STATUS IN DECLINE · SYCOPHANT CLEPTOCRACY · BUILT ON THE GRAVES OF IDP’S · A BLANKET STITCHED WITH NATIONAL PRIDE · LOOK BENEATH: IT’S GENOCIDE ¶ FRANÇAFRIQUE – FRANÇAFRIQUE · THE CONGO BASIN BLEEDING STILL · FRANÇAFRIQUE – FRANÇAFRIQUE · THE CONGO BASIN BLEEDING STILL · GENOCIDE WAS PARIS’ WILL ¶ MOBUTU – CONGO, PIMP AND WHORE · AS PARIS’ PUPPETS GUARD THE DOOR · 20 YEARS ON THE EARTH STILL BLEEDS · 9 MILLION LESS MOUTHS TO FEED · HOLLYWOOD BRUTALITY · TRIBE AND RACE IS ALL WE SEE · THE FINAL WORD ON FRENCH CUISINE: BOKASSA’S FREEZER IN GUIDE MICHELIN ¶ FRANÇAFRIQUE – FRANÇAFRIQUE · THE CONGO BASIN BLEEDING STILL · FRANÇAFRIQUE – FRANÇAFRIQUE · GENOCIDE WAS PARIS’ WILL · FRANÇAFRIQUE – CONGO-BELGIQUE ¶ JUST ANOTHER WORD FOR GENOCIDE ¶ MURDER MURDER · MURDER MURDER · MURDER MURDER · KILL KILL KILL ¶ EXTERMINATE THE BRUTES · EXTERMINATE ALL THE BRUTES
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Thought Is Blood
04:17
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¶ THOUGHT IS BLOOD · I AM BORN · I’M REBORN · BORN A MAN · THOUGHT IS BLOOD · I AM BORN · I’M REBORN · AND BORN AGAIN ¶ COMPULSION REARS · EVOKES A VIEW · PROVOKED AGAIN · I’M BORN ANEW · ALL DREAD IS BLOOD · A CEREBRAL PEST · IMAGINATION NEVER AT REST · A STORM OF DOUBT · AWAKE ALL NIGHT · MY BLOOD IS GUSHING TO PICK A FIGHT · THOUGHT IS BLOOD · I AM BORN · I’M REBORN AND BORN AGAIN ¶ I’VE GOT IT · CONNECTED · I’VE GOT IT · I’VE GOT IT · CONNECTED · I’VE GOT IT ¶ IN MY HEAD: WAR WITHOUT END · I’M DESTROYED AND BORN AGAIN · A SOUL OF BLOOD REINCARNATE · FLOOD MY VEINS, FORM MY FATE · EVERY THOUGHT UNDER CONTROL · REMAP CONSTRAINTS TO FIND A HOLE · THOUGHT IS BLOOD · I AM BORN · I’M REBORN AND BORN AGAIN ¶ I’VE GOT IT · CONNECTED · I’VE GOT IT · I’VE GOT IT · CONNECTED · I’VE GOT IT · BUT NEVER PERFECTED ¶ THOUGHT IS BLOOD ¶ THE THOUGHT OF FEAR IS A TYPE OF FEAR · THE THOUGHT OF SEX IS A TYPE OF SEX · AND WHEN WE NEEDED GUILT WE THOUGHT OF GUILT · AND WHEN WE NEEDED GOD WE THOUGHT OF GOD
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War On The Palaces
03:34
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¶ I CARRY HISTORY WITH ME · I CARRY HOPE · ALL THE NAMELESS FACES BEFORE US · LET’S CARRY THEM ALL ¶ I WANNA CARRY THE DEAD · WAGE WAR ON THE PALACES ¶ YOU CARRY JUDGEMENT AND PRIVILEGE · WITH MORALS TO SPEND · CAN’T SEE THE GRIDS FOR THE STRUCTURES · YOU’RE JUST ONE OF THEM · WHO TALK ABOUT FREEDOM AND PROGRESS · WITH A CORPSE IN YOUR MOUTH · YOU’VE NEVER TASTED THE VIOLENCE · THAT GAVE US OUR RIGHTS ¶ HOW DID YOU THINK WE GOT HERE? · YOU TOOK OUR GAINS FOR GRANTED · YOU THINK WE STUMBLED UPON THEM ON OUR WAY TO FIND OURSELVES ¶ LET’S CARRY THE DEAD · WAGE WAR ON THE PALACES ¶ BECAUSE YOU KNOW: WE’LL BE JUDGED TOO · WHAT DID YOU FIGHT FOR, EXACTLY WHAT DID YOU DO? · LET’S GET RHETORICAL WITHOUT GOING TOO FAR · TELL ME: WHO’S RESPONSIBLE? · YOU FUCKING ARE ¶ LET’S CARRY THE DEAD · WAR ON THE PALACES
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Destroy The Man
03:23
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¶ OUT OF THE DIRT AND UP ON OUR LEGS · WE USED TO CRAWL BUT THAT’S HARDLY CHANGED · RAPED OUR SISTERS · HAD OUR WAY WITH THEM · RULED THAT WE SHOULD RULE · CALLED OURSELVES MEN ¶ INVENTED POETRY · IMPAIRED IT WITH FAME · KILLED THE POET TO USURP HIS NAME · DISTORTED PHILOSOPHY TO FURTHER WAR · MAN’S GREATEST FEAT WOULD ENSLAVE US ALL ¶ OH, HOW WE LOVE THE SHACKLES WHEN WE CONTROL THE CHAINS ¶ DESTROY THE MAN – DEATH TO DEATH ¶ CONCEIVED THE STRUCTURES · MADE UP THE RULES · TO OUR BENEFIT WE DEFINED THE TOOLS · WORSHIPPED OURSELVES AND OUR OWN KIND · MOLDED HISTORY IN OUR OWN DESIGN ¶ LET’S DESTROY HIS STORY TOO · LET’S DESTROY AND START SOMETHING NEW ¶ DESTROY THE MAN – DEATH TO DEATH 366 ¶ STRUGGLE WITH THE CURRENT · DRAGGED DOWN INTO THE DARK · NO REWARD WAITING · NO SALVATION OR ARK ¶ UNSEEN BORDERS · TO PROTECT THE NATION STATE · SINK LIKE STONES TO THE BOTTOM · NOT ONCE A WHITE MAN’S FATE ¶ ONE FINAL ESCAPE · DEPORTED INTO THE DEEP · 366 · TOO MANY HEROES FOR THE HULL TO KEEP ¶ UPON A HEARTLESS SEA · WHERE DREAMS COME TO DIE · UPON A HEARTLESS SEA · OUR WILLING SACRIFICE ¶ THAT’S SOMEONE’S SISTER · THAT’S SOMEONE’S SON · I’VE GOT A SISTER · I’M SOMEONE’S SON · I WANT A BETTER LIFE · AND I’M NOT THE ONLY ONE ¶ AS THE WAVES COME CRASHING · WITH THE REJECTED AND POOR · BODIES UPON BODIES · THEY SHALL OVERCOME NO MORE ¶ SO HAIL TO THE CAPITAL · THAT WILL SET US FREE · FREE TO DROWN AND FREE TO DIE · TO SLAVE ETERNALLY ¶ UPON A HEARTLESS SEA · WHERE DREAMS COME TO DIE · UPON A HEARTLESS SEA · OUR WILLING SACRIFICE ¶ THAT’S SOMEONE’S SISTER · THAT’S SOMEONE’S SON · I’VE GOT A SISTER · I’M SOMEONE’S SON · I WANT A BETTER LIFE · AND I’M NOT THE ONLY ONE ¶ AFTER FORCING THEM TO WANT OUR LIVES · WE RIP THE HONOUR FROM THEIR SACRIFICE · WE CLOSE OUR COFFERS AND WE CLOSE OUR EYES ¶ DRAGGED DOWN BY THE WEIGHT OF FREEDOM · DRAGGED DOWN BY THE LOSS OF HOPE
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366
05:19
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Servants Of Death
03:42
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¶ RUNNING INTO THE HEART OF DARKNESS, EYES SEWN TIGHT · STUMBLING ACROSS THE BARREN FIELDS LOOKING FOR A LITTLE LIGHT · FREEDOM SET BY VIOLENCE, CONTROL DICTATED BY FEAR · RUNNING INTO THE HEART OF DARKNESS WITH NO WAY OUT OF HERE ¶ BUT I CAN TELL THERE’S MORE TO SELL · EARTH TO BURN ON THIS ROAD TO HELL ¶ SERVANTS OF DEATH · THAT’S ALL THAT WE GET ¶ RUNNING INTO THE HEART OF DARKNESS THINKING THAT IT’S OK · BEEN PROMISED A PARADISE BUT A WASTELAND’S COMING OUR WAY · SELF-SERVING PSYCHOPATHS BEEN POISONING THE GROUND · RUNNING INTO THE HEART OF DARKNESS, NO SIGN OF A TRICKLE-DOWN ¶ BUT I CAN TELL THERE’S MORE TO SELL · EARTH TO BURN ON THIS ROAD TO HELL ¶ SERVANTS OF DEATH ¶ YOUR TIME WILL COME
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Useless Europeans
06:31
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¶ GO BACK TO SLEEP · YOU’VE SEEN ALL THERE IS TO SEE · YOU’VE USED UP ALL YOUR FREEDOM ¶ GO BACK TO SLEEP · YOU’VE BEEN ALL THAT YOU CAN BE · A USELESS EUROPEAN ¶ IT’S A PRETTY HOUSE · YOU’RE A PRETTY GIRL · AND IT’S A PRETTY LIFE THAT YOU’VE GOT · OUTSIDE YOUR PRETTY WALLS · THERE’S AN UGLY WORLD · WHERE THERE’S NO SKIN LEFT FOR NEW SCARS ¶ WE LIVE IN HOUSES OF GLASS AND OUR POCKETS ARE HOLES · AND THERE’S A WORTHLESS CURRENCY IN THE CENTRAL BANK OF OUR SOULS ¶ GO BACK TO SLEEP · DREAM A NEW DREAM · NO MORE EUROPEANS
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The members of Refused were all in different bands in Umeå in the early nineties, aware of each other, playing shows together but separated by the unshakeable apartheid of underground music. A small town's subcultural cliques are not to be trifled with: since there's no actual subculture the cliques are all people have. ... more
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