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SUFFER OWN PAIN
i am the one and i`m forgotten // lost in the
desert of my pain // and i`m tasting sweetest honey // while sucking
breast of death // my only friend // i cannot see my present // my
future nor my past // what`s true and what`s illusion // where`s start
and where`s the end // i`m asking for direction // to find my peace and
rest // i am the one and i`m forgotten // lost in the desert of my pain
// and i`m tasting sweetest honey // while sucking breast of death // my
only friend // face your pain // and it will swallow // run from pain //
and will follow // when we look back // and learn to escape // are we to
suffer own pain // so it would fade // when we look back // and learn to
escape // gonna hurt lovers // so it fades // i cannot see my present //
my future nor my past // what`s true and what`s illusion // where`s
start and where`s the end // i`m asking for direction // to find my
peace and rest // face your pain // and it will swallow // run from pain
// and will follow
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LINES TO ERASE
in comfort we asleep // asleep we loose most precious // in
famine we deplete // deplete we end up sleeping // where do we draw our
lines? // when we are tend to always be reshaping! // why do we draw our
lines? // when thick and fragile breaks with slightest suspiration! //
in sadness we reshape // reshaped we loose our oneness // in joy we
guiltless hurt // when hurt we end up grieving // where do we draw our
lines? // when we are tend to always be reshaping! // why do we draw our
lines? // when thick and fragile breaks with slightest suspiration! //
we need to learn // we need to learn to value // those moments that we
share ... with life! // when eyes closed, how do we see? // when all
doors shut, where do we go? // when hands tied, how do we reach? // when
hands tied, how do we reach? // why do we do this all... to us?
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SPIT INTO KISMET`S FACE
sun will
perfuse the darkest trail // birds gonna sing the magic word // you are
the best, the best drawn map // the perfect sign in search for life //
through unexperienced - everything // you dream about // to undergo a
change - radical // take back the life // shine through, shine through
the dark // the anger and despite // shine love the wide, the widest
range // of colors ever to invent // through unexperienced - everything
// you dream about // to undergo a change - radical // take back the
life // the rules suppressing every step you itch to take // are to be
smashed by following the path of your own self... // time takes control,
the high-speed lane // life always at a slowest pace // spit kismet into
face, you do not want // for outbreak of your life to wait // through
unexperienced - everything // you dream about // to undergo a change -
radical // take back the life
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TOWARDS LOVE
does sharing means anything more to us // than giving
things? // does being good means any more to us // than feeling good? //
we beg on our knees // arms stretched, palms open wide // for a seed of
hope // to plant under brittle skin // so we can grow // a ray of sun to
reach our hearts // so we escape the stone cold // a piece of passion
and backbone // to fuel body with soul // so we can move (slowly with a
sense) // towards love (towards life without regret) // does giving
means anything more to us // than giving things? // does being good
means any more to us // than feeling good? // we beg on our knees //
arms stretched, palms open wide // for a seed of hope // to plant under
brittle skin // so we can grow // a ray of sun to reach our hearts // so
we escape the stone cold // a piece of passion and backbone // to fuel
body with soul // so we can move (slowly with a sense) // towards love
(towards life without regret)
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PRAYING FOR SILENCE
trying to read a poem // at 6:25 in the morning // after a
bad night // of sweat-soaked nightmares // trying to gain // a measure
of calm // from the words of another man // who calls himself a poet //
i have never felt // more isolated // among the multitudes // in this
human zoo // as i do right now // trying to read a poem // at 6:25 in
the morning // after a bad night // of sweat-soaked nightmares // trying
to gain // a measure of calm // from the words of another man // who
calls himself a poet // i have never felt // more isolated // among the
multitudes // in this human zoo // as i do right now // i can`t do it //
because of the constant interruptions // the stamping of feet // the
slamming of doors // the flushing of toilets there is never a moment of
silence // trying to read a poem // at 6:25 in the morning // after a
bad night // of sweat-soaked nightmares // trying to gain // a measure
of calm // from the words of another man // who calls himself a poet //
i have never felt // more isolated // among the multitudes // in this
human zoo // as i do right now // trying to read a poem // at 6:25 in
the morning // after a bad night // of sweat-soaked nightmares // trying
to gain // a measure of calm // from the words of another man // who
calls himself a poet // i have never felt // more isolated // among the
multitudes // in this human zoo // as i do right now
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PURIFIED
take by the hand // up to the topless lift // where moon
will heat // and stars will blind with bright // i need me purified //
stab stab me // sink the knife // lick warmth // taste my inside // stab
stab me // sink the knife // feels good playing with someones dear life?
// i need me purified // shape me the wings // and steal my gravity //
kiss warm my forehead // then push into abyss // leave me to bleed // my
tears till full collapse // i`m ready to newborn // if there`s at least
a chance // stab stab me // sink the knife // lick warmth // taste my
inside // stab stab me // sink the knife // feels good playing with
someones dear life? // if trust is lost and i will not believe a word //
if truths believed are crushed and trampled down // there`s still so
much new i`ll discover in my life // but most important is // that i`m
the only one i may rely on // that i`m the only one i may rely on //
stab stab me // sink the knife // lick warmth // taste my inside // stab
stab me // sink the knife // feels good // playing with // someones dear
life? // i need me purified
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ANNIHILATED
CONFIDENCE JEREMIAD
i bleed... those wounds won`t heal // i still can hear the
melody of dancing knifes // loud, deep and sharp so i pulsate the pain
// and fill the air with grinding dusty grey // you think you are that
safe? // now deal with this when it backfires on yourself! // you think
you were so great? // now how it feels to gulp down your own waste? //
i`m still... i`m worn and i ignore // things planted into bowel of my
confidence // this humilates, this ruins all we have built // no trust,
no honesty, no open hearts forevermore! // i`m burst... i`m torn apart,
and still i feel // the rolling stones down parched throat // i don`t
belong and i condemn with all my entity // the stalkers of all times,
all sorts! // you think you are that safe? // now deal with this when it
backfires on yourself! // you think you were so great? // now how it
feels to gulp down your own waste?
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DISKVALIFIKUOK SAVE
mano rankos laiko // laiką // gniaužia, stabdo // tempia //
žingsnis trunka gyvenimų šimtą // bent vienas jų užbaigia mintį //
jaučiu kaip vėjas plėšia akis // lietus nuplauna lytį ir išrauna vinis
// matau save ir suprantu kad aš esu // ne čia, ne ten, ne toks ne tau
ir ne sau // kodėl kam gyveni? // kodėl kam ką darai? // kodėl kemši
save, kuo pats nesupranti? // suskaičiuok, išmatuok ir sudėk abėcėlės
tvarka // į neišmatuojamas minčiu registro lentynas // pasverk,
įvertink, atmesk // "diskvalifikuota" yra populiariausias sprendimas
tavo gyvenime // diskvalifikuok dėl talpos trūkumo maksimaliai
susiaurėjusiuose suvokimo standartuose // diskfvalifikuok dėl horizonto
apimties sąvokos seniai diskvalifikuotos abėcėlės tvarka suorganizuotų
minčių failuose // diskvalifikuok save // diskvalifikuok gyvenimą //
sėsk // lauk toliau // laiko
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SPONTANEITY AS THE
BIGGEST SHORTFALL OF OUR TIMES
weighting to conclude and manifest the resolution //
competing time we never have too much to waste away // was it worth the
sacrifice // if now we only own the endless funk? // boggle at the
unsuspected, keep away from the unusual // damn, so scared to ruin your
welth and climate of opinion // was it worth the sacrifice // if now we
only own the endless funk? // we were hip // and tight misguided //
directed towards // all wrong ways // what we were teached to recognize
as freedom // appears the very fundament of being tight // was it worth
the sacrifice // if now we only own the endless funk? // we were hip //
and tight misguided // directed towards // all wrong ways // what we
were teached to recognize as freedom // appears the very fundament of
being tight
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WE`RE WHAT WE ARE
we don`t need no leaders to follow blind // we don`t need no
heroes to copy / paste // i object! // we`re on a wrong way // i reject!
// plastic sincerity // we can break new own grounds, mature own fruits
// we can break new own grounds, that fit our needs // we`re what we are
// what do we want to be // we`re what we are // not what we`re told to
be // this is east hardcore/punk // the rhytm our hearts beat // look!
this is us // not his/her replica // it`s time to bury down our failure
complexes // lack of self-confidence, second rate identities // we have
much more to say, to do our own ways // for all us hungry here, not all
them stodgy there // we`re what we are // what do we want to be // we`re
what we are // not what we`re told to be // this is east hardcore/punk
// the rhytm our hearts beat // look! this is us // not his/her replica
// we`re what we are // what do we want to be // we`re what we are //
not what we`re told to be // we`re what we are // what do we want to be
// we`re what we are // not his/her replica
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WAKE UP!
cities moved, removed, simulated // no more streets of free
walking // people mould, produced, accomodated // no more means of free
thinking // wake up, oh, wake up, people // tear apart all them ropes //
wake up, oh, wake up, people // sky-high stretch your arms // media
hold, corrupt, calculated // verity all came fake // discipline, maximum
restrictions // personality steamrolled // wake up, oh, wake up, people
// tear apart all them ropes // wake up, oh, wake up, people // sky-high
stretch your arms // each a prison for those who think, talk, act, look
different // only those who dissimulate remains beyond // they build a
one huge limbo for all of us, people // they build a different kind of
cage to imprison themselves
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INSECURE HETEROSEXUALITY
Nina was girl just like many // had lots of friends and were
often to parties // never sad nor unhappy // only couldn`t stand talks
about homosexuality // but one night at best friends birthday
party-hardy // she drank too much and relaxed way too heavilly // not
remembering many details // woke up in dearest Jenny`s embarce // Nina
realized she`s in love // but situation way too difficult to overcome //
her friends all just like her // would condemn "perversion" instantly //
not being able to admit nor lose face // all she came to was slash her
wrists // what motivates your blind illiberality? // do you feel so
insecure about your heterosexuality? // Thomas was a tough guy // chubby
muscle, nice grown body // always first in everything // never letting
down anybody // everytime surrounded with audience // loud-and-proud to
declare his gay hatred // it was at school dance party // when he
started feeling something to his best mate Andy // scared of such
'abnormality' // that same evening ate his fathers shotgun barrel
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GHETTO
is this another jew syndrome infected movement // with some
ideas to claw hold of? // fed and grown out of own miserable existence
// just like a dog barking mad till chain attached // what are we to do
// with what do we have // when we are off the chain? // where are we to
appear // with all the nice idea[l]s // to be put into practice // when
all we do is blindly following our little leaders? // when do we back
ourselves singing, dancing and screaming // 'more than music' catchwords
// what do we mean? and do we mean at all? // what are we to do // with
what do we have // when we are off the chain? // where are we to appear
// with all the nice idea[l]s // to be put into practice // till we
blind consume ideas // we are just the same // we are just the same sort
of what we fight against! // till we do not acknoledge // that we build
those ourselves // we fight the mils of our lifes we never gonna win //
cuz we do still ignore ourselves... // the mils are in our heads... //
and we are in our heads... // and our heads are tame... // we build
ourselves the ghetto to survive, the ghetto to backup // our lack of
faith in our ideals and our dreams // we build us ghetto to escape the
truth, to give ourselves reasons // and make our struggles easy and
impress... // when crop is ripe, are we to cook the bread? // when
crapper full are we to clean out shit?
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>> THE SPLIT
PROGRAM << |
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AS IF I CARE
enough claiming we care if we just don`t give a fuck. enough
playing the role if it is the real life. act up and start today, prove
to yourself it`s not just empty words you say. act up and start today,
make us believe your stand is not a fucking fake. enough slogans we yell
if we`re not about changing life. enough spreading the lies, cuz we see
betraying eyes. is it so hard to recognize it`s us who have to start
fullfilling what we preached so fucking hard?
TARSI MAN RŪPĖTŲ
užteks tvirtint, kad rūpi, jei
iš tikrųjų yra nusispjaut. užteks vaidint vaidmenį, jei scena yra tikras
gyvenimas. imkis veiksmų, pradėk šiandien. įrodyk sau, kad tai ne tušti
žodžiai. imkis veiksmų, pradėk šiandien. priversk mus tikėt, kad tavo
pozicija nėra dirbtina. užteks garsiai šaukiamų šūkių, jei mums nerūpi
pokyčiai. užteks skleist melą, nes akys mums viską išduoda. ar taip
sunku suprast? tai mes, vieninteliai kurie privalom išpildyt tai, apie
ką šnekam jau taip seniai
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AFRAID TO LIVE
measuring distance, the gulf I see. amid up-front image and
empathy. screened of the passion by absurd means, sit back and watch
your life passing by. illusions stronger, no actuality. they keep us
slumber and we agree. reclaiming lifes - our top secret dream, reach out
and grab it, it`s not a pipe-dream
BIJAU GYVENT
matuodamas atstumą surandu prarają
tarp išorinio įvaizdžio ir išgyvenimo. atitverti nuo aistros absurdiškom
priemonėm, sėdim ir stebim pro šalį bėgantį mūsų gyvenimą. iliuzijos
stipresnės, jokios tikrovės. jie mums neleidžia pabusti, mes ir
neprieštaraujam. atsiimti gyvenimą - slapčiausia svajonė. ištiesk ranką
ir paimk ją, tai nėra nepasiekiama
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FOLLOWING RULES
hidding under mask of the perfect youth. all those years it
wasn`t real you. now you need to sort things out. which is the way of
the perfect life? depressed. confused. lost. how many times have you
heard about following rules? how many times have been said: "yes, i can
choose". wasted years. step backwards. instead of few ahead. now take it
literally - sincerity
SEKANT TAISYKLES
slėpdamasis po tobulo jaunuolio kauke,
visus tuos metus tu nesi tikras tu. dabar reikia atsirinkt, kuris kelias
veda į tobulą gyvenimą. prislėgtas. sumišęs. pasimetęs. kiek kartų
girdėjai apie sekamas taisykles? kiek kartų buvo pasakyta: 'taip, aš
galiu pasirinkt'. prarasti metai. žingsnis atgal, vietoj kelių pirmyn.
dabar suprask paraidžiui - nuoširdumas
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PRIEŠ TAVE
nežinai kas yra už, o kas prieš tave. kas sako tiesą, o
vėliau išduoda ją. vertink tai ką turi, dėl ko esi tikras šiandien.
prasmė vienybėj, ar vienatvėj? prasmė daryt kažką kartu ar atskirai?
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FASHIONABLE CONSUMER (OF DEATH)
they`re fucking dead! all of them! cold.
caught in surpirse and beaten up to death. ruthlessly! why? dancing
along the tunes of funeral march, stab their knifes, carefully.
death-fashion clowns, promoters for the cold and empty hearts. say,
can`t you see what makes them blind? what stands behind? Better think.
consuming death of those who were ment to live, to laugh and cry like
all we do. stretching greedy arm, steping over corpse to reach the god,
different. the one who owns the wealth and power to enslave and rule,
everyone. watch different, deeper than they want you to believe,
through. fur is dead
MADINGAS (MIRTIES) VARTOTOJAS
jie sumautai
negyvi! visi! sušalę! sugauti netikėtai ir sumušti iki mirties.
negailestingai! kodėl? šokdami pagal laidotuvių maršo natas atsargiai
smeigia savo peilius. mirties pramonės klounai, šaltų ir tuščių širdžių
agentai. sakyk, ar nematai kas juos apakina? kas stovi už jų nugarų?
geriau pagalvok! vartodamas mirtį visų tų, kurie buvo sutverti gyvent,
juoktis ir verkt kaip tu ir aš. tiesdamas godžią ranką, žengdamas per
lavoną siekia dievo. kitokio. to, kuriam priklauso visas turtas ir jėga
pavergt, valdyt. kiekvieną. pažvelk kitaip, giliau nei jie nori, kad
matytumei. kiaurai! kailių pramonė yra mirtis!
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OWN BRED FEAR
can we paint the world each personal way? can we live our
lives not wasting away? waste. away. waste if you want to. can we start
again, can we find ourselves? can we make it work and participate? make.
it work. and participate. our fear of the real, much bigger than will.
bred by ourselves, botching things again. botch. again. botch if you
want it. botch. again. botch cause you fear
PATIES UŽAUGINTA BAIMĖ
ar galim nupiešt pasaulį
kiekvienas savaip? ar galim gyvent gyvenimus nešvaistydami jų?
švaistydami. juos. švaistyk jeigu nori. ar galim pradėt iš pradžių? ar
galim surast save? ar galim įgyvendint tai ir patys dalyvaut? įgyvendint
ir dalyvaut. tikrovės baimė stipresnė už norą. pačių užauginta viską ir
vėl gadina. vėl. gadina. gadink jei taip nori. gadink. vėl. gadink nes
bijai
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UNDER CONTROL
will you buy your love, you think? selling your own life for
it? don`t you know you`re under greed`s control! will you buy your luck,
you think? choosing endless slavery? don`t you know you`re under greed`s
control! will you burn your love? will you burn your life?
KONTROLIUOJAMAS
manai, kad nusipirksi meilę
parduodamas gyvenimą? ar nepastebėjai, jog esi godumo užvaldytas? manai,
kad nusipirksi sėkmę pasirinkdamas amžiną vergovę? ar nepastebėjai, jog
esi godumo užvaldytas? nejaugi sudeginsi savo meilę? nejaugi sudeginsi
savo gyvenimą?
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FAMILY
punkrock, vegan. straightedge,
skinhead. old and new school. standing together as one. emo, metal.
skater, surfer. ska and reggae. if only have something to say. still
fucking strong. and still believe. still fighting. for better day. still
fucking strong. and still believe. together we`ll make a change. gigs
and distros. demos, actions. records, fanzines. keeps us striding ahead.
associating. communicating. and tolerating. we have to be one family.
still fucking strong. and still believe. still fighting. for better day.
still fucking strong. and still believe. together we`ll make a change
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FUNDAMENTAL LOVE
learned how to hate. how to kill and destroy.
now learn, learn again. how to love and create. love is fundamental.
something in your heart. love is revolution. think of everything. in
your life and conclude. what`s good and what`s right. could only come
through love. love is fundamental. something in your heart. love is...
try to change your life. change your view and conduct. you know the
world could be. way far better because of you. love is revolution
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FOR ONCE
for once in my life. i`ve got chance to say.
and want to say loud, so everyone knows. positive power is stronger than
weapons. for once in my life. i`ve got chance to act. And gonna act now,
to prove my truth. positive power against their weapons. for once in my
life i`ve got chance to say. for once in my life i`ve got chance to act
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BORDER BAN
born under same sun. same shaped. learned to
walk. why can`t we? stupid game of splitting world. with stupid rules.
causing wars. throw your everything to tread down. we don`t want. we
don`t have to. stupid game of splitting world. with stupid rules. let`s
fuck them! tear down the walls. smash every ban. make solid step. we`re
citizens of our earth. let`s take it back
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POLITINĖS KEKŠĖS
politinės kekšės. užlipdė man snukį. lipniu
plastelinu. aš nieko nematau. politinės kekšės. vienodos jų kalbos. kova
dėl vadžios. bet man jos nerūpi. aš noriu gyvent. politinės kekšės.
written by domas (originally
performed by wc news)
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BATTERY CAGE
sqeezed into the four wall box. among the
crowd of same. head is lifting heavy lid. the lid of battery-cage.
stand. shout. believe. not a bit of mercy here. strike. kick. nonsense.
not even gonna be your last chance. perseverance, the hope dies last.
perseverance, suffer hell on earth. eyes meets pair full of despair. two
other blink with hate. you prepare for final fight. there`s nothing to
loose anyway. stand. shout. believe. not a bit of mercy here. strike.
kick. nonsense. not even gonna be your last chance. perseverance, the
hope dies last. perseverance, suffer hell on earth. believe. nonsense.
in cage. there`s no last chances |
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NAUJIENOS ::
AUDIO ::
VIDEO ::
TEKSTAI ::
VEIDAI ::
RELYZAI
::
KONCERTAI
NUORODOS ::
KONTAKTAS
::
BORA
@ MYSPACE ::
KABLIO MUZIKA ::
VILNIUS HARDCORE |
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