Death By Manipulation
01. Mass Appeal Madness
02. Pride Assassin
03. Unchallenged Hate
04. Social Sterility
05. Suffer The Children
06. Siege Of Power
07. Harmony Corruption
08. Rise Above
09. The Missing Link
10. Mentally Murdered
11. Walls Of Confinement
12. Cause And Effect
13. No Mental Effort
14. Multinational Corporations
15. Re-Address The Problem
16. Changing Colours
17. From The Ashes
18. Understanding
19. Stalemate
Mass Appeal Madness
Tell me, assure me
I really can't relate to your dishonesty
Dissention, seeking attention
Yet segregation from the ones that really cared
Tell me, assure me
I really can't relate to your dishonesty
Cash styled deadhead, no conscience or opinions
Material gain bar happiness means shit
It means shit
Mass appeal madness eats your brain
False influence like a leach
Sucking dry your veins
Public eyes see fit your second face
Freakshow - fooling those who imitate
Clever marketing to dominate
Screwing those who gave you your big break
And when the bubble bursts
Exposing your selfish crap
You'll cry for sympathy
We'll just sit back and laugh
Pride Assassin
Brought forth into an acceptance
Expected mass production
All cloned to obey without fall
To question means breaking the mould
To turn your back, that courage you lack
Or live in pretence
In youth confused
Prime for manipulation
And open sore cursed with their social infections
Absorb to be seen as a failure
Nor fit to breathe the air we take in
Pride assasin
True feelings call for deviation
But could you face mass condemnation?
Pride assasin
Backed into a corner
Why should you adhere to their illusions
And their orders
Willing to dictate yet for themselves exemption
Evaluate your brain form your own opinions
To be an induvidual - compassionate and free
Unchallenged Hate
A chronic complaint of dimness
Prevails your profound ideology
A romantic version of a master race
Attained through coercive froms of authority
Your observance is negigence
If you see the threat from different cultures
We're all in this sinking ship
Each of us together
Where does the whiteman stand?
Where does the blackman stand?
Where do we all fucking stand?
Knee deep in shit
Look into yourself
And you'll find the real oppressor
To a life of unchallenged hate
It's yourself who's the nigger
Social Sterility
Time for omittance
From a sterile existance
Where the weekend pays homage
To stereotypicalperpetuation
Must inebriate my senses
Into a state of delirium
Before I turn to the meatrack
For my penial selection
Apathy spreads
In unison with sexual disease
A scourge that infests
The cattle markets of youth
Unconscious just promiscuous
Deprived of self respect
In the selling of their bodies
All emotions dead
Thoughts absorbed
Lost in sense of direction
It's time to sit down
And re-assess my course of action
Suffer The Children
Your unflappable conceptions
Moralistic views
Never open to criticism
Your overpowering ruse
Promise of sanctuary
In eternal bliss
With starry eyes and cash in hand
Pledge all to the master plan
Just face the truth or fund the farce
At one with your god
Your sole untent
Your treasured place assured
For a substantial rent
Global lunacy
Death threats for supposed blasphemy
No room for free thought
All non believers pushed to the floor
Aggressive tyrants
Supposed saints for the cause
Judgement through force
Faith a fuel for pointless wars
When all is done
Who shall benefit? Who is the one?
Not those who pass on
But those dictators divine waving their deceitfull wands
Siege Of Power
Siege of power in your land
Too many problems for you to understand
Siege of power inside your mind
Outward restrictions to keep you in line
Siege of power in your land
Too many problems - for you to understand
You're a slave to their power
you never questioned why
you were born to suffer
you are going to die
Siege of power, they made you a tool
While others were ruling you were being ruled
Harmony Corruption
A cortex-thin line over calm
One temptation, infinite penetration
Rise Above
At time of birth,
Minds free from suspicion,
Senses raped,
Induced with superstition.
A pre-set mode
To befit description,
Language, colour,
Race definition!
Inner strength must detect
The love we each possess
before we may reach,
Appreciating it in anyone else.
External distinctions
Used as scapegoats to problems,
Channelling our aggression
In the wrong direction.
Break down the barriers
That enforce superstition
Learn to trust,
Overcome suspicion.
Acceptance, the weapon,
Active against our freedom,
Our love and compassion
Held at treason.
Rise above induced superstition.
The Missing Link
An integral sense
Comes with belonging to a scene
Supposedly absent of barriers
(When sexism is only one of many)
Earnest words
Calling for unity of the sexes
When she's still the chick, or stupid bitch
(Ridiculed for showing an interest).
Hidden indifference
Strikes an emotion reaction
When you see an animal being abused.
Yet un-noticed when a woman
Is abused in the same way.
The links in oppression
Stem from the same degradation
But to one our eyes remain closed.
Actively abusing the rights of one
Whilst fighting for those of another.
The 'scene' may hold a different name,
But the roleplays just the same.
Egual rights are fine,
As long as she's in her place.
Outrightly denouncing fascism
Whilst oblivious to it taking place,
Is condemnation of standarts,
All an act to save face.
Unity a stark ambition
When out abuse surpasses recognition.
Mentally Murdered
Your aspirations, unable to stretch,
Beyond the barriers of what's expected,
As the free thought you were born with
Becomes externally polluted.
Becomes externally polluted.
Lose sight of your ideals
In their brainwashing institutions,
Predetermine your values
To befit your substandard existence...
Discouraging creativity,
To aim for empty ambitions.
Living up to others expectations,
Takes hold of your assiduity.
Mentally murdered!
The will to succeed
Overpowers the will to resist.
Mentally murdered!
Always up to the mark,
Set the wheels in motion,
A fake sense of security
From your invariable position.
Sinking in the crowd,
A face minus expression.
A mouth that echoes words,
Recycled from tradition.
Your only contentness
Is in living a lie.
Mentally murdered!
Do you possess the strength
To re-create you own life?
Mentally murdered!?!?
Walls Of Confinement
Before my eyes I see a wall,
12,000 miles high,
And the same amount wide.
Within that wall are faces
Of people
To whom I once could relate.
Now communicating seems hard,
When there's an ego barrier to break through.
Opinions of self opinion
Cloud a new horizon,
The vision a mere illusion.
Biased in conclusion,
Trapped in seclusion,
To the outside - exclusion.
When an attitude is so biased,
What can you expect to change?
Banging your head,
But the wall's not moving,
It's enclosing.
Burning so much energy
Enthusiasm burning
Is change the 'real' obsession?
Or with a sense of pretention,
Do you merely stive for cedible attention???
Cause And Effect
What are your motives,
For your abuse,
What can they be?
Accused of things
I've never done,
This seems strange.
Your motivation, for my humiliation.
I'm pressurised,
So many times
By your presence,
Your very existance
Has become
My obsession.
My infatuation with you damnation.
I experience
Dangerous thoughts,
That are all too real,
How can one man
Inflict in me
So much hate.
My obsession with your destruction.
No Mental Effort
So we're still in our teething stages
As far as politics are concerned
That's fine coming from someone
To whom sensationalism be there only wisdom in words.
A self-proclaimed spokesman
On something to which prior knowledge excedes,
Championing no more censorship,
Then ridiculing our beliefs.
To appeal to your better nature,
Are we to keep our mouths shut?
Easy to discard
Constructive power
At your disposal
When ego's and sales
Outbalance opinions
On the scales.
Using bands
As pawns in your hands
Building up,
Knocking down,
Sensationalize
To suit cheap public demand.
Merging with the gutter press,
You claim to detest.
It's opened it's lid,
For you to crawl in and infest.
Multinational Corporations part 2
Multinational corporations,
genocide of the starving nations...
Re-address The Problem
Drawing attention to yourself
at anothers expense.
Your puritan stance
carries a certain pretence.
When an ego is at stake,
there's always a point to make.
Bigotted and self opinionated
there is no give and take.
Obsessed with changing the world,
not in changing yourself !
Changing Colours
Adapting to different surroundings,
changing your views day by day,
too critical of others
when you too are at fault.
Several sets of opinions
like colours to camouflage yourself.
Like a fox sly in your manuuvres,
too soon you'll get caught unawares.
Sometimes I feel pity,
sometimes I feel hatred...
Sometimes you're my friend,
sometimes you're my enemy.
I'll never give you the satisfaction
of knowing how I feel.
From The Ashes
So much bitterness
in this so-called scene.
Self righteous ? leaders ?
with their own little dream.
Walls of confinement
don't stray too far.
Evicted for maturing
whilst they stagnate.
Understanding
Is anger always a positive reaction ?
Is understanding often subdued by emotion ?
Stalemate
On the path to individual freedom,
I'm met with countless obstructions.
An external vacuum distorts my observance,
sucking me to the rat race.
A weakness makes me gullible.
Constantly lured to their traps,
dismanting my motivation,
taking my destination to another step back.