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1. |
Pig Parade
02:48
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The pigs are at the door
This is no time for polite discussion
The pigs are at our door
There is no time, no time
A slouching army of privliged misfits
Overfed pigs waving banners and squeling
Every word in the language of traitors
Frothing at their mouths, knives in their hooves
Pig-parade!
(You've opened the stie to the)
Pig-parade!
The pigs are at the door
This is no time for polite discussion
The pigs are at our door
There is no time for our kind
A slouching army of privliged misfits
Overfed pigs waving banners and squeling
Every word in the language of traitors
Frothing at their mouths, knives in their hooves
Pig-parade!
(You've opened the stie to the)
Pig-parade!
Round 'em up
Drive them out
Round 'em up
Drive them out
It's perfectly kosher to slaugther this sow
A slouching army of privliged misfits
Overfed pigs waving banners and squeling
Every word in the language of traitors
Frothing at their mouths, knives in their hooves
Pig-parade!
(You've opened the stie to the)
Pig-parade!
Liberals opened the door to the pig-parade!
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2. |
Jihad Eyes
02:45
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Your smile is an open wound
Your eyes launch holy wars
Your laughter is wormwood, stars and planets
Every word is a threat
Every glance: a promise
Your smile is an open wound
Your eyes launch holy wars
You are shelter and safety from the storm (you are the storm)
Jihad Eyes
Wormwood smile
You are the storm that breaks all hearts
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3. |
The Great Equalizer
03:07
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On every gallows hill as well as
on abandoned factory lines
In the hearts of children
At the end of every road
The Great Equalizer
A lack of purpose
or anything to say really
As the lines start to fade
And the center ceases to hold
The Great Equalizer
Why would there be
meaning in death
when there sure as shit
ain't none to people in life
You did nothing to deserve this
or maybe you did
Well, it hardly matters now,
anyway
The end
The end
How titanically
Meaningless
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4. |
I am Nothing
03:00
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Nothing is out to get you
I could hurt you all and get away with it
Exact shining retribution for years of slight
You all have names, and homes, and habits
All of you have something to lose – not I
Nothing is out to get you
I could wound you all and get away with it
And for a brief, shining moment, force you to be me
You all have illusions of peace
that Nothing is going to harm you
You can't harm me, I've got nothing
You can't see me, I am no-one
You can't find me, I am nowhere
I am ghost
I will kill you all and get away with it
Vengeance for years of smirking smiles
You all have dreams, loved ones and children
Everyone has something to lose – not I
not I
not I
not I
not I
not I
not I
not I
not I
not I
not I
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5. |
Kill Me, I'm a Liberal
02:39
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Malcolm X was a standup guy
(I'm sure glad he's dead)
I own several records by Joe Hill
(I keep a list of faggot reds)
To Jesus we're all Judas
To Prometheus, Zeus
A true liberal shuns real heroes
'Cause we can't stand to see things change
We should never forget Reverend King
(I'm glad blacks still know their place)
Mandela is a personal hero of mine
(All commies should be fucking lynched)
To Jesus we're all Judas
To Prometheus, Zeus
A true liberal shuns real heroes
'Cause we can't stand to see things change
We sacrifice all heroes
on the altar of permenance
We sacrifice all heroes
on the altar of permenance
Judas, Quisling
These men are my real heroes
They are real heroes
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6. |
Watch Your Back
03:33
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There's a rumour going on in town
There's a story that we're keeping down
Backstabbing creature you thought were your friend
You have to taste that cold steel again anda again
Sharp teeth smiles, at least they pretend
This is your last days, this is the end
There's a hidden lie, there's a crack in the sealing
Paranoid illusions, while we are dying screaming
Watch your back, Sharpen your knife
Watch your back, Sharpen your knife
There's a murderer without a name
We will always find someone to blame
Backstabbing creature you thought were your friend
You have to taste that cold steel again and again
Sharp teeth smiles, at least they pretend
This is your last days, this is the end
There's a hidden lie, there's a crack in the sealing
Paranoid illusions, while we are dying screaming
Watch your back, Sharpen your knife
Watch your back, Sharpen your knife
Watch your back, Sharpen your knife
Watch your back, Sharpen your knife
Watch your back, Sharpen your knife
Watch your back, Sharpen your knife
Watch your back, Sharpen your knife
Watch your back, Sharpen your knife
Watch your back, Sharpen your knife
Watch your back, Sharpen your knife
Watch your back, Sharpen your knife
Watch your back
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7. |
Interlude
01:10
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8. |
Moses
04:30
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What is a man?
A miserable pile of secrets
At heart a monster
A dead child
But this world
could be
beautiful
This world
could be
beautiful
Smash every calf
every false idol
that separates us
from what we are
We could all be Moses
We could be so much more
We could
We could
What is a man?
A collection of failures
A bag of meat
By demons driven
But this world
could be
beautiful
This world
could be
beautiful
Kill every Buddha
on your path
that separates us
from what we are
We could all be Buddha
We could be so much more
We could
We could
We could be so much more
If we could conquer ourselves
We could be so much more
We are the enemy
Man is the enemy
We are the enemy
Man is the enemy
We are the enemy
Man is the enemy
We are the enemy
Man is the enemy
Jihad
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9. |
I am the Market
02:09
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I am fire
I live to consume
I am the new God
of both death and womb
I am the market
Feed me
I am the market
Feed me
And I am the scythe
I mow the weak down
I am continual crisis
and chaos unbound
I am gluttony and starvation
I am laissez faire and limitation
I am the market
Feed me
I am the market
Feed me
And I am the scythe
I mow the weak down
I am continual crisis
and chaos unbound
I am gluttony and starvation
I am laissez faire and limitation
As I'm strangling you,
you can't see my hands
Aren't you glad?
As I'm strangling you,
you can't see my hands
Aren't you glad?
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10. |
Fuck Your Scene
04:11
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All dressed up
Completely dressed down
Being someone
Being nothing
Stay true to your scene
Stay true to yourself
Fuck your scene
Image, coolness
Hilarious posing
Fullfilling yourself
Drain the blood
All dressed up
Completely dressed down
Being someone
Being nothing
Stay true to your scene
Stay true to yourself
Fuck your scene
Fuck you
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11. |
Dying of the Light
02:40
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And so my friend
we're at the end
'cause everything must die
or vanish in the darkness of the night.
It's getting dark
and I can't see your eyes anymore.
But we can still fight
the dying of the light.
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Valdsamt Motstand Karlstad, Sweden
Våldsamt Motstånd were formed in Karlstad, Sweden in february 2010. Våldsamt Motstånd has released three albums, two EP's,
and several demos.
Martin Abraham - Lead Vocals, David "Devan" Jansson - Bass, Micke Larsson - Guitars, Emil Edman - Drums and artwork, Nils Rådström - Bass (on first demo). Fill in member: Micke Jörstad - Bass (live), Drums (studio)
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