Pleasure/Disgust
1. (a1) For myself
2. (a2) True beauty
3. (a3) Me ollaan hissimusaa
4. (a4) Syöpä
5. (a5) Pleasure/disgust
6. (a6) Force fed nothing
7. (a7) Overcome
8. (a8) Fuck all trends
9. (a9) We give, they take
10. (a10) Sometimes i'm just a bog cock
11. (a11) Teacher is just a pet
12. (a12) (Won't be) defeated
13. (a13) Enemmän
(a14) Death comes ripping (LP bonus track) [MP3]
(a15) Vile (LP bonus track) [MP3]
14. (b1) Hidasta
15. (b2) Hollow
16. (b3) Rust
17. (b4) Clone
18. (b5) Saarna
19. (b6) If it's not just laziness...
20. (b7) Too easy
21. (b8) Kulissit (Uutuus)
22. (b9) Jotain puuttuu
23. (b10) Guillotine
24. (b11) Passion denies what's taught
25. (b12) Unity '99
26. (b13) Don't you fucking get it?
27. (b14) Exploited
For myself
this one's for myself
excuse me sir i don't like your taste
and i would like to get off here
it's my imagination, my prejudice
and the suit and tie that wear you so well
what do i know about you?
nothing
what do you know about me?
nothing
still a cold world between us
when our glances meet
it's in your eyes, the growth of everything
the concept of corporate stategy
based on nothing (but greed)
devouring millions
leaving the rest with scattered homes
what do you know about them?
nothing
exept that you can profit
from them
who the fuck are you to tell
what life's all about?
nothing in common
nothing to fight for together
these times leave us
with nothing to share...
True Beauty
learned how to fear and hurt
to kill the beauty with words
meaning twisted to mean nothing
tradition, hatred, my silence?
to kill love is impossible
'cos there have always been those who do just what they want
there's always someone who loves just who he wants
refuse to believe and deny the true beauty
but there's always someone to break your values
every soul needs warmth
every man needs love
alone and naked it's all the same who we are
hand in hand
brake the silence
this one's for the true beauty
'cos there's always enough courage if enough love
in every heart there's a rhythm that cannot be stopped
refuse to believe and stay as you have always been
but no one's gonna ask for your acceptance...
Me ollaan hissimusaa
so content with our middle class world
to consume the underground products
so predictable and easy
to know when to dance and sing and point your finger
we've become boring easy listening
you said it already
you said it already
if we stick only with one rhythm
we stick with one and nothing more to give
predictable motion forward
turns against, forward, backward…
one phrase, one pattern
a clone to consume the world
rigid, vulnerable
a clone to consume the world...
Syöpä
se mitä kutsumme elämäksi
ei kaukaa näytä siltä
se mitä kutsumme edistykseksi
ei voisi vähempää kiinnostaa heitä
pakolla tuotu koskettaa kaikkia
pakolla sytytetty on osa mainosta
maailma pienenee
kehitysmaat kaatopaikkana
se mitä kutsumme tiedoksi
ei luo merkitystä
ja mitä nopeammin koemme
sitä enemmän eristäydymme
maailma pienenee
taivas kaatopaikkana.
(If you look at us from the forest
our lives seem more like slavery,
if you look at the slave
our statues become worthless.
Our knowledge is called indifference -
the soil, the sea, the sky as a dumbing ground
...world gets smaller.)
Pleasure/Disgust
electronic, plastic
got a bag over my head
welfare disease
everything's too much
burnt out & satisfied
got a bag over my head
pleasure, disgust
everything feeds us numb
as we practise the modern art
suicide (=genocide) of all nations
everything becomes nothing
for this sickness there are reasons
for these pleasures there are options
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Force fed nothing
been raised by the mass seduction
a dead cell for my every need
been fed by the purpose of services
against the purpose i fell hard
submit, conform
a slave rest of your life
and it'll be a lot easier
byproduct for nothing
picking up the pieces, grasp on to my sore sight
force fed nothing
a dischord with everything you've created
(apathy as a virtue)
force fed nothing
give trust, get back what you deserve
give hope not to feel incomplete
contradiction between our every need
against that i fell hard...
Overcome
no i have never taken dope
i have never been on the bottom
never lived on the streets
never felt real hunger
i have always had a place to call home
i'm so sorry about your scars
i empathise your suffering of broken heart
i will help you if i can to fix this mess
but don't ever scorn me by my background
life's hard
i don't wanna make it harder than it is
i'm gonna face it just like it is
(i'm gonna face it and i will overcome)
what the fuck is wrong
haven't i experienced enough?
you wanna be a tough guy
well i never will
so is that bitterness, envy
or just plain arrogance?
can't hide yourself behind that rough camouflage...
Fuck all trends
i hate the smell of the cigarette
i hate that bored look in our eyes
everything evokes "the looks"
everything that i despise
can't you find it?
can't you find your need?
can't you find it?
wearing it out in a week
fuck all the trends
all that makes us loose the touch
fuck all the trends
the boring look in our eyes
fuck all that makes us blind...
We give, they take
why do we do things we hate?
why do we repeat the same old game?
is it the freedom that we fear
or is it that we can't even see it?
i try to focus on this
i try to keep it in my mind
it's perfect, makes so much sense
i try to be strong this time
why do i do things i hate?
i'll save this life for myself
is it the freedom that i fear
or is it that i don't have enough strength..?
i try to be honest to myself
and i know what it means
i try to keep myself real
and i know what it takes.
(The freedom of making mistakes
and the power of admitting them -
true freedom.
The honesty for yourself, learning,
keeping you eyes and your heart open -
true power)
Sometimes i'm just one big cock
do you wanna feel it
how we spread your legs with our eyes?
disgusting guy talk
but a part of me i won't deny
i'm sexual
how does denying affect?
you're sexual
do my eyes make you an object?
do you wanna feel it
how we undress you with our eyes?
not ashamed, not too proud
sometimes i'm just one big cock...
desire
does it make us all objects?
what's your picture
i wanna hear
i wanna respect
if i objectify i apologize
it's my body
my own sound
what's my picture
want to hear
want to respect
if i offend i apologize
i can swim
and i can drown
Teacher's just a pet
they never told you
there waits a new world behind every closet
another door in every room
door for your own facet
born concious
free to learn in a box
innocent joy
free to laugh in a box
they never held you
like we used to play on sand
another sand castle crashes down
when you grow up...
what is the world like from which we shun our eyes?
what would the world be like if we wouldn't be afraid to choose?
we see things clearly with our own eyes
but form opinions just like we're taught to
(Won't be) defeated
mislead, felt it again on my tongue
we're not excactly that nice we let assume
it's an easy way out to turn off the voice
that tries to find something real in this fukked up mess
won't be
won't be defeated
by desires of these shallow times
on our throne we lay, laugh and play
with our petty problems
like kings and queens we dress ourselves
reach deep down to our pockets to show how much we care...
by our shallow desires
Crimethinc
Enemmän
jatka elämää
jatka kuolemista
päivä kerrallaan
jotta unohtuis
ootko tyytyväinen?
olla enemmän
onko mahdollista?
onko muutakaan?
mitä väliä on ajalla jos joudut sen muille elämään?
mitä väliä on unelmilla jos ei niihin edes pyritä?
tieto siitä ettei ehkä tule näkemään
tunne siitä ettei tämä vielä riitä
mikä saa jatkamaan?
usko omaan unelmaan...
(Keep on living, keep on dying.
Day by day, to forget...
What's the point with time
if you have to live it for somebody else?
What's the point with dreams
if you're not going to pursue them?)
Vile [MP3]
try to live in fear
with the steps that follow
with the shouts, the glances
feelings too long supressed
try to live here
where everything you see
is a reflection of what you should be like
from man you're bred within
vile object of lust
for men you're shedding skin
time has scarred us
with sexuality
made woman a whore
whore of her own body
try to live in a world
feel the twisted need of men
a doll for their lust
in silence
silence you must...
a casualty of past centuries
does it run too deep?
wither
how much more
before you wither away
before we wither away?
Hidasta
byrokraatti
paskantärkee
turhaa työtä
vuodesta toiseen
hidasta
(Slow down and what would happen?)
Hollow
dear friend
just ask how
much
i'd like to see us crumble back
to face ourselves
to face our trust
you'd never know
this repulsion
to rip apart that leg on the pedal
(to have) thousand knives sticking out
from my heart
my soul's been pierced
like rock's been cut hollow.
("You'll know that you are on the path to health and life when you can feel the pain of buying a newspaper, driving a car, or eating food grown on an industrial farm. When you can feel the pain, you have remembered the love that your ancestors had for the Earth. When you have remembered the love, then you will have the power to sing the song that will transform the hearts and souls of humankind. You will have the power to speak the verses that pull at everyone's ears -- the verses that will lead us out of our barbarism, our terrible confusion, and our unbearable pain." R. Reese)
Primitivism
Rust
every day
more and more insane
is the cut deep enough?
no faith
no fear
just distrust
million stars
to light up tonight
and these roads
these roads lead nowhere
with this mask on our face we still carry on
with open wounds in our hearts we still push towards
hold on to our realm
with a mad man's grip
all the lost worlds
lie on our book shelf bleeding
in rust disappointment
in rust disbelief
irony of this
in fragments of our relief...
as the shadows of our prisons fall down over us
to heal and sedate
the soil will leave us hungry again.
(You can see it all in abandoned buildings,
in rusted out bike sleeping in the ditch,
the appriciation, the disbelief.
We carry too heavy load
and all we have to do is to shake it off.)
Clone
you came
came to this town
and found your place
made new friends
all acting the same
who will
who will dress you now?
i hope you will not change
watched your friends and people around you
reflecting trends
and their ideals - do you
turning into codes - wanna be a fucking clone?...
all acting the same
all acting the same
do you really wanna be a part of that game?
without contradictions
diversity
just a fading trend for you and me
so find yourself
think for yourself
don't be afraid to show
what this means to you...
Saarna
sama veitsi leikkaa omaa lihaa
mitä vaatii olla riippumaton?
kuinka pitkälle olet valmis jatkamaan?
kuinka paljosta itse luopumaan?
enempää et voi vaikuttaa kuin itsees uskot
voitko muilta vaatia edes sitäkään?
vain omilla silmillä näet kauemmas
millä hyvinvointia rakennetaan
älä sano että välität
jos et oo valmis mistään luopumaan
älä väitä että välität
jos et oo valmis tekojas muuttamaan
elintasosairaus on perusoikeus
tekopyhä maailma...
("Quality or quantity: a choice we have to make.")
If it's not just laziness...
what is it worth if our struggle becomes
a straight jacket for our bored minds
if it's just a separate act
to get the bad taste out of our mouths?
a threat to yourself
or a threat to your own conveniences?
equal rights and piece of comfort
brings the right sense of responsibility?
nonsense kills, yet enough content
a working class hero
a life well spent...
dare to live and struggle forward
to your own dream
the impossible
don't let this be just a separate act
to dance away the pain...
Too easy
jerking off as a high point of today
easy living gives no challenges
frustrated by the world around
boring life - someting must be found
replacing needs, fill the emptiness
caused by boredom and frustration
try to live your dream
when you're not even sure of what it is
losing my faith
questioning the life itself
it seems there's nothing real to gain
vain existence makes happiness insane
futile struggle
and i get pissed off again
keep on smiling, don't show it out
i carry on my foolish search for life
artificial content, something to believe in
maybe someday i will believe it myself
i need to feel me part of something real
hardcore, punk?
just struggling in a trap...
Jotain puuttuu
tunnoton
juosten paikasta toiseen
katki siteet
kaikki yhteydet
tunnoton
kehittyen
myrkyn niellyt
mutta sovinnainen
kyky nähdä kokonaisuus
tekojemme kohtalokkuus?
enemmistöön hävinneinä
sokeina mielipiteinä
ajelehtien
paikasta toiseen
etsien kiinnekohtaa
loputon
valmiiksi rajattu
jotain puuttuu mitä olemme...
kesytimme vain itsemme.
(If we lack the ability to see the wholeness
our actions could not be more fatal.
If we loose ourselves in the crowd
our opinions could not be more blind.)
Guillotine
hear our ugliness
taste the fumes that lull our children to nightmares
on the fields of hatred
this caravan moves twice as fast as we need to
would the sunset look more beautiful
if you knew it'd be the last time?
would the water taste as sweet as the first kiss
and burn with the same desire?
everything we gather and end up with
just a reflection of how lost we are
hands that once kept the flame alive
is now pouring out all that we got...
if all this was over
before we lay besides our loved ones again
would we still cry out for our rights
and for the shelter
swept away by the rain?
Red list
Passion denies what's taught
watched the stressed animal behind the window
what i can't hear is what i see
witnessed castration behind the counter
what i can't feel is what i hear
to choose
never encouraged
passion
denies what's taught
my own eyes and heart
forget what's taught
(and the carrots are looking delicious)
this is my way
the way i'm gonna live it
this is my way to take a bite to live it
and if that annoys you
well that's only your problem.
(Is there ever silence in slaughter house?
Does the blood ever stop hitting the concrete?
Through the class we can watch it - a turtle hitting it's head
agaist the four walls of its prison cell.
It does not make much noise,
or could we hear the screams?
Do we really have to go this far?)
Unity '99
buy, sell, trade, consume
we got everything now
but what's the use
what's the use?
only new hoods won't keep this scene alive
unity '99
never selling out the scene
what's the point
why you're here?
revolution looks nice on a patch
can there be only one scene
with so different goals?...
support the scene with your own ideas
support the fact that we're all different
where do you believe in?
why the fuck do you even care?
your trust is all we got
your trust is all we need
everyone
our trust is all we need...
Book your own fucking life
Punk in Finland
Exploited
slept on floors
passed out in the gutter
read bukowski
but it doesn't matter
what you're striving for
self liberation
but to me it looks more like self destruction
fighting the system by throwing up on it
it's your life, should i give a shit?
but you're not changing anything
except your brain to slower one
we're the crew
the spiked hair
we're so sincere 'cos we don't care
we hate you
but it's just because we hate ourselves even more
bought pre-packed
evolution
white, male & middle class
revolution
compact disc and a t-shirt to change the world
bill gates layout for the earth liberation
we're the crew
the clean cut hair
we're so sincere 'cos we do care
equal rights for everyone to consume more and more...
yeah, this is the same song you've heard before
yeah, this is the same fight you fought before