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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
 

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?
 

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
 

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)
 

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
 

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
 

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?
 

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
 

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
 

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
 

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
 

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
 

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?
 

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
 

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
 

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
 

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?
 

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!
 

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
 

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?
 

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
 

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
 

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
 

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
 

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)
 

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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