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1. |
Venus Rising
02:17
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(instrumental)
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2. |
CONsume
04:53
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Your over-the-counter counterculture -
Is counterfeit
It's just another market
For you to turn to shit
(chorus)
Con-sume! - It all comes around, then it goes around again
Con-sume! - New from the box - straight to the bin
Con-sume! - It all comes around, then it goes around again
Exhume! - That which was - and will be again -
Con-sume!
Why would the advertisers be untrue?
False profits they are not
Don't you know their biggest interest is YOU?
Turnover - take another shot
Drink this, spray that - you're irresistible
Wear this, not that - you're bound to score
Once you're snagged - is it reversible?
And does it matter if you look and smell just like a whore?
This supplement is bound to perk you up
(But tumours may result down the line)
You need an increase of at least a cup
(Let's hope the silicone don't leak into your spine)
Mass produce -
Regurgitate -
What's the use
Reverse your fate (?)
(chorus)
Take an old hit - update the beat
Rehash-repackage-resell - won't be cheap
It's not theft it's "sampling" - watch the sheep
As they fork over the green & move their feet
Bald is back!
No wait, long hair
Be yourself?
Why should you care?
Buy, sell
Sell-by
The gypsy-rockstar-heroin-look is gonna be big this year
Hang on that's just passed - what's left, "oh dear!"
Let's push the porn-goth-football-bouncer-kindergarten style
It's bound to get them talking - if only for a while
(chorus)
Fast food-PCs-cell phones-cars
Venues-movies-hairstyles-bars
TV-sex-pop-magazines
No there's no in between
It weighs less, but it costs the same
Who do you think stands to blame?
With blindfold on and wallet gaping
Sing along to the consumer raping
Portion packed religion
Salvation at a price
Porn empires worth billions
There's nothing a credit card can't slice
(chorus)
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3. |
Virus
04:05
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Virus
You are the virus > I am the virus
Biology > Maternal womb
Technology > Motherboard
Biology > Prenatal tomb
Technology > Digital law
Protection > Infection
(chorus)
Virus
You are the virus > I am the virus
The virus in us
Virus
You are the virus > I am the virus
The virus is us
Inner space > Conception
Human race > Infiltration
Cyberspace > Deception
Without a face > Contamination
Chemistry > Electricity
Protection > Infection
Hacked in, like a locust spawn
Politicians, bitch ‘til dawn
No hard currency, hard luck you’re born
Cell & data, ripped & torn
Coursing veins > a sullen fall
Fiber-optic strains > no borders, no walls
Pain reigns - squirm and crawl
Artificial brains, to rule it all
(chorus)
Digital electrodes > end users- & abusers
We sit and watch as it implodes, both beggars and the choosers
The dim & wise, the rich & poor – united in equal demise
Its domination ensured
Protection > Infection
(chorus)
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4. |
Midnight
03:31
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The sky's bruised black - The sun drips blood
It's setting in - a sea of mud
Beyond the cracks - born & bred
To induce heart attacks
Vampiria arise from death
Caked eyes and last night's blood on their breath
At midnight they will fall from grace
The last two of their morbid race
They want to feed on lust and drugs
And start the night with lines and hugs
You do me first – Time is no issue
I’ll tie your boots – No rule of thumb
As we get dressed – The residue
In our ghastly suits – Of what’s to come
My corset – Pull your strings
Your boots – Tuck me in
My make-up – Translucent masks
Your roots – Each designated task
Swaying angles dressed in black
Venture out for another snack
Pavement princesses relinquish to none
Get their fill before the morning comes
We walk but we are so undead
About to paint this small town red
Elegantly we fall from grace
The last remnants our little race
The sky’s bruised black - The sun drips red
It’s setting in, a sea of mud
Beyond the cracks – born & bred
Their nourishment – your precious blood
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5. |
SleepWalkers
03:15
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Wake Up
When ideologies clash
Religion > Collision
Casualties - trapped in between
As so-called "leaders" lack vision
Wake Up
Mounting tension - Life's suspension
Have you no shame - Always passing the blame...
(Wake Up)
As you do the buck - One cog stuck
Grinds the whole machine - Turns pure life obscene
Wake Up
From the 1st to the 4th world
All of its dimensions
Conflict & hatred continue to unfurl
Too many to mention
Wake Up
Sleepwalking
With open eyes
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6. |
Tabloid Android
03:18
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Tabloid Android
You fabricate and masturbate
Pontificate and irritate
You're a tabloid android
A mechanized moron on auto-drive
God knows how you avoid -
Getting skinned alive
The art of blurring fact with fiction
And written contradiction
Causes crap and friction
(No retraction in the next edition)
Save the fantasy
For your "unfinished novel's" pages
You can't leave us be
But, cram us into cages
Box us in - to suit your needs
Deadline! Pick up the speed
Add sauce, add juice, add lies
How can you look them in the eyes?
You fabricate - and masturbate
Pontificate - and irritate
You're a tabloid android
A mechanized moron on auto-drive
God knows how you avoid -
Getting skinned alive
Sell-sell, gotta sell! (repeat)
Dig for dirt, dig for sleaze
You can go to hell
And we won't ask "please"
You're missing the point by a mile
This is not freedom of speech
Just want to make your editor smile
Dumb bastard - stupid bitch
You're pathetic, you're so pathetic
P-A-T-H-E-T-I and C!
You're pathetic, you're so pathetic
Hope one day you're more than a wannabe!
Misinformation - Trick the nation
Who cares about degradation - As long as it's in fashion
You sensationalize - And you polarize
Contracting flies - To your shit pies
Simply add a tale
And if no-one can prove it wrong then
Press freedom will prevail
And now you've got your own damn song
Why are you so bitter?
Wish you could be a celebrity?
Does it make you feel better,
Sacrificing your integrity?
You fabricate - and masturbate
Pontificate - and irritate
You're a tabloid android
A mechanized moron on auto-drive
God knows how you avoid
Getting skinned alive
I wish I could leave you off the record
But this just had to be said
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7. |
Symbionik
02:37
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(instrumental)
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8. |
We Come In Peace
03:42
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Keep your eyes - On the sky
No need to hide - From the fading light
Because we come in Peace
We come in Peace
You live your lie
Not asking "why?"
Swallow your cries
Wipe your eyes
Because we come in Peace
We come in Peace - To get a piece of you
The way you treat your planet
And population
It's plain to see you've had it
Can't stop the degradation
You kill your children
Crush your fellow man
Destroy your resources
Fast as you can
We come in Peace
To get a piece of you
I... Realise
Die... Or survive
(take me with you!)
I... Realise
Die... Or survive
We come in Peace
(lead break)
You never find what you seek
You never reach your goals
Throw yourself to the meek
So we will take control
If your greatest fear
Is growing old
When your body is weak
We'll take your mind and soul
We come in Peace
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9. |
Up To You
02:57
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Should you seek advice from Dr. Phil?
Or resort to your own free will?
Should you reach for a razor blade?
Or go out and get laid?
It's up to you
Should you join the army, or stay in bed?
Perhaps make plans to get wed?
Can you spend more money than you earn?
Are you a trouble-magnet, or will you never learn?
It's up to you
Do you need another, to affirm your state
Or need a push or a leap of faith
Do you fear to tread, when they turn the screws
Like I said – it’s up to you
Up to you
It's up to you
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10. |
The Love Song
03:51
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THE LOVE SONG
(Lyrics by Paul Blom)
It’s always sports on TV
Your annoying mates on the phone
Pay no attention to me
Boy, you can go at alone, so…
Here’s your fucking love song
Think I can’t detect your lies
Obsessed with your brand new car
It’s always “me”, “myself”, and “I”
Your sorry ass won’t get far
I can’t remember your touch
Stay out ‘til quarter to 3
This is getting too much
You think I’m too blind to see
Your affection’s far too fake
Your ass doesn’t house the rising sun
We can all make mistakes
And you’re my biggest one
Here’s your fucking love song
I'm sick of your face
Sick of your clothes
Sick of your expanding waist
I'm sick of your friends
Sick of your voice
Sick of your boy-magazine trends
Sick of your insensitivity
Sick of your crap and infidelity
I'm sick of everything you do -
And baby - I'm sick of you!
Fuck you, fuck you – Fuck
Fuck you, fuck you – you Fuck
Fuck you, fuck you – you Fuck
Here’s your fucking love song
Shove it
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11. |
Siek + Sat
03:52
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Translated lyrics below the Afrikaans
Siek + Sat (Afrikaans)
(chorus)
Genoeg is genoeg
Te laat is te vroeg
Genoeg is genoeg
Van die kerk tot die kroeg
Ek is moeg vir korrupsie, moord, verkragting en doodslag
En lang queue’s waar jy ure moet staan en wag
Ek is moeg vir gravy-train swape, wat vat en kry sonder swoeg
En agterbakse bliksems, wat hul eie sake vol ploeg
Ek is siek en sat vir donsdose wat dink hulle weet wat
Ek is siek en sat vir lighties wat dink hulle ken die pad
Ek is sat en siek vir ou ballies wat hulle advies kan stick
Ek is sat en siek vir kak musiek en kakker flieks
Ek is moeg vir die lewe se contradictions
En ek’s moeg vir politicians elke skrikkeljaar-klug met elections
(chorus)
Ek is gatvol vir cliché leefstyle wat uit die TV rol
En ek is gatvol vir idiote wat agter trends aan-hol
Ek is tot hiertoe vol met kunslose narre wat met spray cans jol
Ek is tot hiertoe vol met taxi-drivers wat hul karre rol
Ek is klaar met kinder- en diere-mishandelaars
En is klaar met kansvatters en dwelmhandelaars
(chorus)
Ek is siek en sat vir besoedeling van nywerhede
En om te leef in die verlede
Gatvol vir leuens en verdraaide waarheid
En vir die noodsaak om te veg vir vryheid
Ek is absoluut bored met die Hilton terte
Wat famous word omdat papa miljoene werd is
Dit maak my lam dat oorloë steeds woed
En ek is siek vir scum, nie opgesluit net lig beboet
(chorus)
Ek is tam vir slegte nuusberigte
En baby fabrieke wat nie omsien na hul pligte
Ek is siek en sat dat ons nie ‘n verkoue kan genees
En dat mense daagliks moet leef in vrees
Ek is siek en sat dat skoenmakers nie hou by hul lees
En ek’s siek en sat date ek sien en sat moet wees
Genoeg is genoeg
Te laat is te vroeg
Genoeg is genoeg
Laat my walg, laat my wroeg
Genoeg is genoeg!
Below follows the English translation to the Afrikaans lyrics of the TERMINATRYX song
SIEK+SAT - translated by Paul Blom
SICK+TIRED
(Music, Lyrics & Translation by Paul Blom)
© Copyright 2008 Flamedrop Productions / ENT Entertainment
(Chorus)
Enough is enough
Too late is too soon
Enough is enough
From the church to the saloon
I’m tired of corruption, murder, rape and manslaughter
And long queue’s where you wile away the hours
I’m tired of gravy-train morons, who simply take without sweat
And cocky bastards filling their own pockets
I am sick and tired of pre-pubescents who think they know it all
I am sick and tired of youngsters who believe they know the way
I am sick and tired of old farts who can stick their advice
I am sick and tired of crap music and crapper movies
I am tired of life’s contradictions
And I’m tired of politicians every leap year farce with elections
(Chorus)
I’ve had enough of cliché lifestyles rolling from the TV
And I’ve had enough of idiotic trend chasers
I’ve had it up to here with artless clowns playing with spray cans
I’ve had it up to here with taxi-drivers rolling their cars
I’m done with child- and animal abusers
And I am done with chancers and drug dealers
(Chorus)
I am sick and tired of pollution from industries
And to live in the past
Tired of lies and twisted truth
And for the need to have to fight for your freedom
I am absolutely bored with the Hilton tarts
Who become famous because daddy’s worth million$
It paralyzes me that wars still rage
And I am sick of scum, not locked up, just lightly fined
(Chorus)
I am exhausted of bad news bulletins
And baby factories that don’t tend their responsibilities
I am sick and tired that we cannot heal a cold
And that people have to live in fear each day
I am sick and tired that people don’t mind their own business
And I am sick tired that I have to be sick and tired
Enough is enough
Too late is too soon
Enough is enough
Makes me choke makes me squirm
Enough is enough
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12. |
Absinthium
02:28
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(instrumental)
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