Diatribes
Album - 1995 - Debaser id 8931

Blindness leading.
Which one of me is real?
Through corridors of uncertainity
A force without form.

I've dug a hole so deep,
full of the shit of compromise.
For once can't I keep
pain on the outside.

Adapt.
Take on release.
Others.
Thoughts infringed.
Adapt.
Take on release.
A life -
On pause syringed.
[x2]

A glimpse into genocide.
My own emotionsm a million strong.
A heart so full of emptiness

...you weren't born with the world falling at your feet-
The path is long and agonizing being dragged on your knees.
...and the silver spoon in your mouth tastes spoilt with rust,
when all that glitters isn't gold and fortunes turn to dust.

You're prime for the raping.

[Chorus]
And when you don't pander to meet the agenda,
scavengers start to gather.
Perverse visionaries taste the lather;
The just rewards in controlled rebellion.
Tossed and probed like a gristly piece of meat,
Lock, stock, and barrel slave.
You just don't contradict big brother.
He's got the right to puch you under.

... and they pledge you the earth, then pull you six feet down.
And you're branded with the stigma: unusable dropouts.
... and with inspiration ravaged, you take the final bow,
the creative demeanor shattered into a million pieces.

You're ripe for the breaking.

[Chorus]

25 years severed,
Take it and like it,
Feel like there's nothing more,
And your story.

[Chorus]
Thirsty, despised,
Real love destroys.
Hungry for anger.
Hungry for... anger.
The face behind the face [x4]
Cold forgiveness meant not for me [x4]
The face behind the face [x4]
Cold forgiveness meant not for me [x4]

Race against time, collapse.
Fall in line, nothing is sacred.

[Chorus]

Played out, wide off the mark,
Mania develops,
Akin ti fiction,
More than to a world of fact.

[Chorus:]
My own worst enemy.
My own worst enemy.
Lifes foul treachery.
My own worst enemy.

Dams of emotions build
A dull and trubid screen,
Clouding veils of black
In jungles of hopes opressed.

[Chorus]

So many times,
For no reason.
So many promised punches,
For what reason?

Ceaseless decay,
Parallel obscene and flagrant.
Ceaseless decay,
Restrained my mind coils.

So many times,
For no reason.
So many promised punches,
For what reason?

Ceaseless decay,
Parallel obscene and flagrant.
Ceaseless decay,
Restrained my mind coils.

Played out, wide off the mark,
Mania develops,
Akin to fiction,
More than to a world of fact.

My own worst enemy.
My own worst enemy.
Life foul treachery